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Sentenced: "North From Here" – 1993

энциклопедия: Sentenced

Состав группы:

  • Miika Tenkula – лидер– и акустическая гитары, клавишные
  • Taneli Jarva – бас, вокал
  • Sami Lopakka – гитара, акустическая гитара, клавишные
  • Vesa Ranta – ударные

Sentenced: "North From Here" – 1993

Композиции:

  1. My Sky Is Darker Than Thine
  2. Wings
  3. Fields Of Blood: Harvester Of Hate
  4. Capture Of Fire
  5. Awaiting The Winter Frost
  6. Beyond The Wall Of Sleep
  7. Northern Lights
  8. Epic

Лирика

1. My Sky Is Darker Than Thine

Frozen soil...A dim moonlight
I've been..on this glorious ride
Raise the arms in victory
I've seen...on this glorious night

I've kept my eyes open wide
Through my dream I was given a hint:
"My sky is darker than yours, my star is brighter than yours"
A glance to the moonlight shadow reveals the runes of yesterday:
"I am of Astral Strain, my sky is darker than thine"

Die...die...die!!!
I...I...I...despite
Destroy!

The goals I've set to myself are far beyond mortality
To dominate, desolate everything weak that cannot stand alone!

And losers shall drop...
One after one...

I am before all gods
Who art thou to come to me?
You are the great pretender
And you will always be
(so die)

Frozen time...The astral gate
I've been before on this ground
Open wide before my eyes
I see...on this glorious ride

Now I know...
It was written in the stars that I am the Wrathchild
I laugh as you cry...
I am the one who laughs for last and laughs forever more

The goals I've set to myself are far beyond humanity
To dominate, desolate everything – I'm heading to immortality!

And losers shall drop...
One after one...
I WON!!!

2. Wings

The scars in the wind
Guiding my path to the dark
The breath of the silent night
Approaching from a distance

Wings

I cut a thousand cuts
Streams run (down) along my arms
The stars blasted into darkness
Change scents; colours

Catch..!

The sleepless eyes
Sterilized by drops of pride
Skies...mirror...screams
Shapes foundering into the scene

Wings

Hate in my heart
Revenge in my mind and my words
I rinse my hair in blood
And mock at your lousy God

I cut a thousand cuts
Streams run (down) along my arms
Oh the scars in the wind..!
Guiding my pathway on my ride

Catch death

The sleepless eyes

Sterilized by drops of pride
Skies...mirror...screams
Shapes foundering into the scene

3. Fields Of Blood: Harvester Of Hate

Come to me – oh, mighty force of my inner will...
Raise the power of knowledge and give me the spirit to...kill!
Prepare my being to conquer what's to be mine...
– For eternity
The aftermath of a battle to come
A vivid vision before my eyes
The storm has calmed and peace has landed
No more are we under the influence of lies
The false ones have been put to their death
by the purest form of pure impurity
The sky turns jetblack – We breed in the dark
– Reborn to a new reality

Wind sweeps the fields where they all died...
The fields where their blood was spilt...
The hordes of celestial light saw the fields of blood...once
Wind sweeps the fields where they all died...
The fields where weak blood was spilt...
The hordes of celestial lies saw the fields of blood

I summon my inner self to strenghten my final will
My will destroy the promised land of thousand fakes
I summon my mental force for it is mightier than your sword
Reveal the powers of Wrath – tomorrow I am your GOD!!!

...This is the dawn of the final war
...I shall bring you all down
Kill 'em all!!!

The victory is written in my very flesh
– Enscribed in my very mind
Before daylight strikes the earth will be purified
and no pretender shall walk on this ground
The shadows retiring with the darkness of night
and hatred is growing within
The first sunbeams of this day of glory
reflect hatred in my eyes – the triumph of Death

4. Capture Of Fire

Fire...

Fire...thou of forces the mightiest
Flame...thou wisdom the greatest
Come forth for thou art needed
Come...I was marked for thee...

Fire...

It was written in the runes drowned in the sands of time
It was whispered from behind the walls of the ancient wind
"...The Capture of Fire...fulfills thy desire..."

Oh, hear the words!

Unleash the flame us all to reign
On this victorious ride us all to guide

...And we shall...

Set the world on Fire
Set free the mighty Flame
Let loose the greatest, Blaze
Laugh as our enemies fall

Fire...thou of forces the mightiest
Flame...thou wisdom the greatest
Come forth for thou art needed
Come...I was marked for thee

Kiss the hidden words...
The words of the ancient wisdom
Piss upon the graves where thy enemies are laid

5. Awaiting The Winter Frost

A gathering in the cold, in the North, in the dark lands of Pohjola
Where the sun had not been crossing the sky nor seen for centuries...

We were brought together by oaths we had once sworn – by blood...
...once together drawn...

We had gathered all our forces
Called together all the heroes
Equipped a hundred swordsmen
And a thousand men with crossbows

Strengthened by hate and the thirst for the enemies' blood
We lay in wait for the season of no light
We had seen the frozen mist – we weren't afraid to die
And the oaths we had sworn gave a reason to live on

A Calm before the Storm
(We were) Awaiting the Winter Frost

...And then a storm arose in fury
The sky was shattered by lightning...

Awaiting the Winter Frost
As the sky blackened and the stars turned red
The frost greeted us with a cold northern breeze
Off with their heads! Off with their fuckin' heads!!!
Oh, the time had come...
To slaughter the hordes of cowardice
And cleanse the North from lies

We had gathered all our forces
Called together all the heroes
Equipped a hundred swordsmen
And a thousand men with crossbows

We raised our swords
Grasped the irons
Lifted our bows
And chose the arrows

The false ones' hordes were put to the sword
The strong and the weak, one by one...
Their race was slaughtered to the very last man
Our bloodfend was done as their bodies reddened the land

Awaiting the Winter Frost
The reign of the dark and the cold
The spell of pure hate

Awaiting the Winter Frost

And the heathen peace was found

6. Beyond The Wall Of Sleep

Fade into dream...
Deep into a dormant pseudo-life
Drown into night...
Pass through the gate of sleep

I see faded colours...
I see a landscape so calm...

To live a life asleep...is to master mortality
I wander between these worlds
On a quest to find a key

When life seems to be lost
And death comes to me door
I vanish into a dream
Into a place so cold, yet warm

Within my flesh
A thorn is molesting my sleep
It's teasing me...
Am I human after all?
(no)

Faded in dream...
Beyond the wall of sleep
For the sleep of death...
It is the most divine

Sandman stabs me in the back...
Lord Ego, Punish me!
Cleanse me from humanity!
Reveal the fucking Beast!

I must drown the human ignorance
Deep in the lake of fire – Drink the wine
Sandman, stab me in the back!
Lord Ego...Punish me!

To live within a dream...is to master mortality
The quest to find a key...Still lives!

7. Northern Lights

At the dawn...
The golden moon was shining bright
With the silvery eyes of death
They had seen me salute the flames in the sky

...Northern Lights...
...Northern Lights...
While you were asleep I was awake to be part of the dark
While you were asleep I was awake to find the truth I had sought for
...through all my life...

Taken by the North wind blow
Into the icy abyss of colours
As I fulfilled my true self
I knew your world is not for me

"...I am not one of them..."

Aurora Borealis –
A part of me still in the sky

In the light of the golden moon
In the light of the silvery eyes of the night
I wandered through fire through ice...
To the valley of the shadow of death

Aurora Borealis –
A part of me still in the sky

8. Epic

(now flee...)

I flee...back to the time when man was true
I see...life as it was meant for me

On this trail I meet my ancestors
On this trail I find their wisdom
From the wall of frozen time I see my own reflection

Born...in the wrong century
Torn...to a wrong reality

A winter chill – A frozen, dead reality
A blackened will – A strange, macabre certainty

Pagan roots!
Heathen life!

...if life was...EPIC!

My heart belongs to the past
– I feel attraction for the night –
my mind to the ancient times
– I view this life like a lifeless rock
I want to be trapped under ice
within my peaceful glacial tomb
Far from the epoch of trend
In the Aeon of Frost – In league with the North!

On this trail I meet my ancestors
On this trail I find their wisdom
From the wall of frozen time I see my own reflection

Born...in the wrong century
Torn...to a wrong reality

Our northernmost hearts don't belong to this world...

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