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I Am the Black Wizards
05:57
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From the never ending
mountains black
to the bottomless lakes
I am the ruler and has been
for eternities long
My wizards are many
but their essence is mine
Forever they are in the hills
in their stone homes of grief
Because I am the spirit
of their existence
I am them
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Key to the Gate
04:53
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My eyes are shut, I cannot see
though clear is thy despair
I drift away - far away
from places you seek
Though I seek thy hell
you close the gate before me
Your life is right, and I’m to
follow to your paradise
I can’t fall in love
Love is for them
Lusting for the sky
Heaven
Why have I come
to this world of sorrow?
Why is this true?
I’ll open the gate to hell one day
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3. |
Life Eternal
02:59
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A dream of another existence
You wish to die
A dream of another world
You pray for death
To release the soul one must die
To find peace inside
You must get eternal
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Isøders Dronning
06:54
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På balkongen
skuer hun og lengter
Isøders Dronning
Alene og gråtende
bærer hun sorgen
Isøders Dronning
I landet hvor dag er natt
og natt er dag
Ruver et slott
med vegger av is
dekket av rimfrost
Utenfor disse vegger
eksisterer intet liv
Minner om varme
frosset fast i snøkrystaller
I landet hvor vinden gråter
bor tragediens barn
Født av frost og kulde
kledd i sorgen
Fra hennes øyne renner tårer
som forms till perler
Minner om glede
frosset i perler av is.
Kvinnen i isslottet
bærer forbannelsen,
der hvor un vil dø
En ensom ravn flyr forbi,
den søker videre mot varmen,
på vinger er den fri.
Kvinnen i isslottet
bærer forbannelsen
Der vil hun dø
men vil noen huske?
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5. |
I Troldskog Faren Vild
06:56
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De ventede
Tøsens Hiemkomst
Hun vaer i mørck
Skog faren vild
Om hun bare kunde
følge Stiernernes Baner
Ey hun skulde vildfare
blandt disse Graner
Sneens Tepper hafde
bredet sig hen
Paa Stien hiem
hendes eeneste Ven
Skogens mørcke Arme forbarmede sig
ofver dend fremmede Giæst
Giorde hende vaer i siine inderste Veemod
I Bergekongens Kammer
tørstes efter Christenblod
Det nærmer sig stille:
Een sørgeklæst Pige
sidder derinde
med foldede Hænder
Hun sender een Bøn til det himmeldske Rige
Ofver hendes Hode
det drybber fra Qviist
Draabe for Draabe
som Blodet til Jesu Christ
Aa, eismal i ein uggin Skog
Eg kjenn at i Kveld
I Kveld
tenkjer ingen paa meg
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En Vind av Sorg
02:45
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En vind av sorg
la seg tungt omkring
de eldstes hus
En eim av frost
på en allerede frossen sjel
Et savn av hyllest
fra disse de edles sinn
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7. |
Mother North
07:33
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Mother North
How can they sleep
while their beds are burning?
Mother North
Your fields are bleeding
Memories...
the invisible wounds
Pictures that enshrine
your throne are gone
Sometimes
in the dead of the night
I mesmerize my soul
Sights and visions
prophecies and horror
they all come in one
Mother North
United we stand
together we walk
Phantom North
I’ll be there
when you hunt them down
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8. |
Mourning Palace
05:35
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Hear the cries
from the Mourning Palace
Feel the gloom
of restless spirits
Hear the screams
from the Mouring Palace
Feel the doom
of haunting chants
Eternal is their lives in misery
Eternal is their lives in grief
In this garden
of depraved beings
This unsacred place
of helpless ones
Satan
blessed the creatures
Inswathed them
in endless night
Whispering voices
Summoning screams
Waiting for Satan
to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels
fallen from grace
Possessed by the search
for utter darkness
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Antinoë Madrid, Spain
Antinoë, city of memory and mourning.
Solo project from the western mountains of Madrid.
Piano music with hybrid influences: Dark folk / Black metal & Symphonic rock / Alternative pop
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