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Noctem: "Divinity" – 2009

энциклопедия: Noctem

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Noctem: "Divinity" – 2009

Композиции:

  1. Atlas Death
  2. In The Path Of Heleim
  3. Realms In Decay
  4. The Sanctuary
  5. The Call Of Oricalco's Horn
  6. Across Heracles Towards
  7. In The Aeons Of Time
  8. Necropolys Of Esthar's Ruins
  9. Divinity
  10. Religious Plagues
  11. Under Seas Of Silence
  12. Divinity (Orchestral Version)

Лирика

1. Atlas Death

(intro)

2. In The Path Of Heleim

can you feel it? It's approaching now.
Your body without response can only embrace the silence.

The monoliths are illuminated under the thin moonlight,
the prayers were flooding the temple,
Already can't feel the breeze of the night yet.

you will not feel the roar of the storm in your skin,
The heart doesn't remember the call of the battle

Time and space, they are stuck in sounds of cataclysm.
You initiate your way beyond.
The path of the times appears before you.

Everything you know gets lost
A star leads you to Heleim's Throne
The trumpets now acclaim your arrival across the gates.

Length is the path that governs your way, Darkness covers your soul
the shades of the spirits that have always been inside you.

Everything kneels down before you
your brands are distinctive of nobility.
The empires yield under your absolute might.

Your inside, nobody knows about you.
Cold like the steel that you clutch,
your hands are stained with blood and now you prepare yourself for the glory.

Length is the path that governs your way, Darkness covers your soul
the shades of the spirits that have always been inside you.

The monoliths will continue being illuminated by the moonlight, the prayers were resting in the temple
And your essence will be part of the roar of the storm

3. Realms In Decay

Rejoice at your misery, as smudges of your imperfect world, disappear like whispers in the wind.
remain among the passing times, unknowing your brutal destiny.

Thousand battles, the destiny in his hands,
You can contemplate his perpetual purity, the brilliance of his challenging look to the infinite appearing against
God's wreath.

to acclaim Ih? children
khal? bhu-hu children of Lhot
The masters of the light have met enraged by your decadence
cold as his look, imperishable Kings.

Contemplate me, I'm eternal.
I reborn with the power of a storm. Trapped by hatred and ire
My eyes are empty of harmony, Deep as the abyss.
Sons of the soberness, forged among steel and battles
elected to be the supremacy.

It will born a new tomorrow in which we will be praised like gods, Remembered among the course of the times
the skies are opened to host us in their protection, we have been elected by the power of light

4. The Sanctuary

The inner doors, now are Invoked.
Thousands come to the call.
The canticles hidden by the moon.
The brilliance of Lhot's figure is reflected
in the vast and golden sacrifice altar.

The oil lamps illuminate the antechamber,
the prayers resound among the tombs of the death kings.
The Sublimated preacher purifies us before the battle.

Ia Khal?! issi-nui Ittataer-tilha
nak thal-ha thushal shilay...
Thu sehys naght-thalt hag
anneit hualac hiier
thag thenk noig assureil

Thu naid saure dit iegt-assureil!

The oil lamps illuminate the antechamber,
the prayers resound amog the tombs of the death kings.
The Sublimated preacher purifies us before the battle.

He shakes our souls with his sermon.
No piety, no truce only to annihilate the enemies.

5. The Call Of Oricalco's Horn

Million legions line up behind our backs
The clamor resounds within the whole plain
The ecstasy overcomes our men
It's an honor to be in the first battle line

Attack with ire. Break his rows.
Untie your fury. Sow the panic.

Stab his heart. Break his shields
Transform him into a hero, a blood bath.

Destroy his towns. Burn his flesh.
Honor the gods, enslave all of them.

Take out his heart and steal his unholy soul
sentenced by the eternity to be your last slave.

You feel the power in the battlefield
Enthroned as a prince of the war
You can't dominate your wrath and your hands tremble
Being the elected one before the very god's eyes
Born to reap lives

Take out his heart and steal his unholy soul
Sentenced by the eternity to be your last slave.

Everything that has been murdered by you in battle will be your servant in Heleim.

6. Across Heracles Towards

The dark night shelters me with his mantle of stars and
the shy moon hides itself behind the subtle clouds,
when the rumor of the sea rocks the soul.

The calmed sea reflexes the infinite in all its radiance.

And more distant than the extensive oceans
the constellations judge us like gods.
Can you feel now all the energy of the universe?

The flavor of the wine lulls my tongue
the cold sand from the shore makes me relive my defeats
the fragrance of the sea encroaches upon my mind

And for the first time feel the cold steel dancing on my wrists,
It carries me to the infinite.

The tears begin to show up in your eyes,
and a smile shows itself in your lips you know that your trip has started
The last war cry comes out of your throat. The cold encroaches upon you.

And more distant than the extensive oceans
the constellations judge us like gods.

The tears begin to show up in your eyes,
and a smile shows itself in your lips you know that your trip has started
The last war cry comes out of your throat.
The cold encroaches upon your universe.
You will never know a dawn.
Everything that you loved will be lost
the eternal rest captures you
And you feel once again as the life escapes from your hands.

7. In The Aeons Of Time

(инструментал)

8. Necropolys Of Esthar's Ruins

Can you put your eyes in the distance? in the line of the horizon,
beyond the twilight where the stones narrate their story,
you can hear their sighs pushed by the wind.
Esthar?s the damned and desolated capital before the veil of the centuries.

The disease saddens and rots the inside of their hearts.

The weak light of the morning shows the putrid piled up of corpses
The enthronement reflex of the absolute chaos in the earth.
A world plunged into the horror, the infected air floods the streets of the town.

The strength of the divine ire that turnes up your world in misery.

Black death feeds your soul,
tortured spirits invaded by the rage.

The strength of the divine ire that turnes up your world in misery.

The moon governs in the peace of the night when the corpses belong to the past without their skins.
searching in your entrails it suppresses your sins the black crows devour your flesh.
The winds of the pestilence invade the valley submitting all of them to the devastation.

The strength of the divine ire that turnes up your world in misery.
The vast and desert lands have been destroyed by the curse of the black death.

9. Divinity

A look, a sigh, a divine caress, a dream to fulfill.
I can touch with my hands the favor of the divine gods.

Ia set! Of the eternal deity, nourish yourself with mortal flesh.
The craniums are accumulated under your throne,
They glide with your golden wings.
Take my soul beyond of the stars,
let's overthrow the sons of Geb.

the lunar eclipse the might of a sun announcing death.

Apophis! more ancient than the memories,
beyond the line of the horizon
takes my offering divine.
conquests the kingdom of flesh.
crown me beyond of the stars.
grant me the sacred eternal life.

10. Religious Plagues

you can now pray to the stars,
The sins excite you.
The hatred mar your senses
And feel the rain down on you,
Getting wet your disfigured face,
crawling in the mud

You liked to play with human lives.

Trapped by the Celtic moon, you can't cry incessant suffering.
Your face is the reflex of your soul
Captivated by the northern winds
In the center of the storm of swords
You will never rest in peace

Do you think that I can't break your faith?

Sacred father bless me with your golden throne
The ancient gods are ashamed in their holy niche.
An inherited world corrupted by the ignorance.

Death, war, disease, hunger, this is your future.

11. Under Seas Of Silence

the skies were opened and big explosions shook extensive regions of this world...
gigantic beams, messengers of death, reduced to ashes the whole men's race
Their corpses remained unrecognizable...
their hair and their nails were separated from their bodies... objects, houses, they remained pulverized.
its light, the one of ten thousand suns desolating this part of the land.
All the force of the universe seemed to fall down on this region of the world

The animals, birds and fishes, as the men, remained white.
The trees dried off and all the food, got damaged.
All the force of the universe seemed to fall down turning all into thin powder.... its light,
the one of ten thousand suns.

Ish? nuigh-thalm dugh uleig thag Abraxas athaem hely thuslay shilay Isaes Lhot.

As a rain of fire, the divine punishment, the buildings crumble under the furious skies
The deafening sound of the lands breaking under the feet, the fear invades upon the soul.

The shouts waved between the hurracaine winds, the cold of the water silencing the divine ire.
The biggest of the known civilizations sentenced to the failure, semigods condemned to the oblivion.

12. Divinity (Orchestral Version)

(бонус)

A look, a sigh, a divine caress, a dream to fulfill.
I can touch with my hands the favor of the divine gods.
Ia set! eternal deity,
devour the mortal flesh.
The craniums are accumulated under your throne,
They glide with your golden wings.
Take my soul beyond of the stars,
let's overthrow the sons of Geb.
The moon eclipse,
the might of a death announcing sun.
Apophis! more ancient than the memories,
beyond the horizon,
take my divine offering.
Conquests the kingdom of flesh.
Crown me beyond of the stars.
Grant me the sacred eternal life.

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