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1994 : The Shadowthrone
Satyricon - The Shadowthrone

Tracklist:
Hvite Krists Død
In The Mist By The Hills
Woods To Eternity
Vikingland
Dominions Of Satyricon
The King Of The Shadowthrone
I En Svart Kiste

Line up:
Satyr - Guitars/Grim Voices and Choirs/Acoustics
Frost - Battery
Samoth - Bass/Guitar

Recorded during May, mixed in June, July and August anno 1994 in Waterfall Studios
All music composed by Satyr (August 1993 - January 1994)
All lyrics by Satyr (Spring 1992 - January 1994)
Produced by Satyr
Engineered by K. Moen
Session synth and grand piano by S.S.
Synth on "I En Svart Kiste" by Satyr
Photography by Satyr, E.c.l
Logos by Frost and Satyr
Design by Satyr and Nofagem

© 1994 Moonfog Productions

Lyrics
Hvite Krists Død

Evig minnes vi de tapre som levde under vår hordes hammer
Evig er krigen mot de av lyset, til de moter dodens ansikt, dodens kulde
Vinder av kulde skal komme for å fryse kristenmanns blod

Vårt korstog har begynt og hvert skritt er en stake gjennom hvite
Krists hjerte

Vi brenner guds barn på bålet
Vi brenner guds hus
Tidens morke skal dekke for solen
Lerleproten skal knuses

Og hver torne i hans skalle, hver spiker i hans kropp gir liv til nye
Sjeler fodt under dodens mektige trone

Vi går vårt dodningtog til dodens land med de endelose vidder
Når korsfarerne dingler og hvite krists ånd er dod
Når månen skinner blek og ensom, skal lyden av en dodsmarsj bestige
nordens mektige fjell

Borte var de av guds jord, bak en mork sky månen så rå og kald
Sungen er siste tone av en gravsang

In The Mist By The Hills

In the mist of the shadows by the river of the fogpalace
Two great spears and a flag of dominion and hate
Over the chasm riders of doom

And sometimes the water dares to reflect... As days pass by and the light
Is becoming weaker I can watch the death of the sun from my
Enormous view
Still sometimes I thought my own eyes were deceiving me

Many a misty morning's battle. Further on more experience
Soon it's time to hear the sound of the horn in far distance
The deathtone call for war

In the mist by the hills the day darkens
In this forest death rules
Over the chasm riders of doom and face him with a deadly pale
Spectre face
Grim as stone, ride to the deathfields... Blackness and doom
A total eclipse of the sun
Die by the northern trilogy in the mist by the hills

Woods To Eternity In grey depressive autumn times
I wander the woods to eternity searching for him trying to remember
While the same sky still rules the night
We knew then
That these were the children of god
The ones who betrayed me and my desire

This must be the desolate land
This is the kingdom of the shadowthrone centuries have gone beyond time
And we in the land beyond the forest
We burnt them in the purgatory
Them the children of god
Barerly forgotten these times are
But not for a soul whose rest hasn't been found

Vikingland

Langt inn i mellom hoye fjell og dype daler
Gjennom norske skoger og morke huler
Bak her en drom for over lysen år siden
Til hordaland kom pesta og bragte dod og pine
Thekseskogen ble plantet rotter for et rike som skulle komme

Hedningenes land vikingland
Svarte sjelers land vikingland

Mens telemark fosser og bekker enda renner i strie strommer som
Evigheten selv

En nyt tid kom hoor tordenbrakene dundret og jorden skalv
Som når trollene kriger om hvem som skal herske in jotunheimen

En ny tid kom... Hoor vinteren blåser og pisker
Det er ikke ly å finne for den ensomme
Vandrer som måtte soke fred in nordland

Her oppe på fjellet ved midnattsilden kan man enda se
De komme som ville dyr ut av skogsmorket
Over trellberg...

Dominions Of Satyricon

From beyond come the storm
Landscapes turn to ash before my pressured eyes
Nothingness turns to nothingness
And my imagination fades like dustclouds over
This deserted land, feel to now satyricon

Wonder how stormclouds rage
And all you can feel is the cold winds of
Funeral times, timeless they are

He saw lived and died
In these dreams of demons
Wondering how he could open the gate to
Dark medieval times and bring forth to the domains
of satyricon, two great spears and a flag of dominion
And hate

Above it all creations fall
Living for the quest and the search
Dying for the key, living for the domains
Arise northern spirit and come forth under
The might of the castle satyricon

The King Of The Shadowthrone

We wander the fields of death... In eternity wandering our own path
Which has been the quest of immortality
Yet to conquer for me - but dreams shall not be torn

He is spirit
He is stone
And he is immortality
The king of the shadowthrone

And he will then conquerer (of death)
Fall as a stone from the mountain
And die, led to destruction
Once he left in you then in the past
Then the sea should be worthless
Spirit rise from you rest and return for them

I am spirit
I am stone
And I am immortal

I En Svart Kiste

Instrumental

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