SVARTTJERN LYRICS

1. Code Human

Through these mind forcing fires
Falling towards soil beneath untouched signs.
They lay still by wisdom and age,
Nothing higher than time coming towards me.

Surrounding mist, do you suffer the illusion if this is all.
Untouchable this is, wondering you are. Day dreamer. This is it!

These distance born still to touch, beyond flames slaving through.
I search passion, in only. Shivering the last, erecting shells, dreamers down.
Mass moving, visions are born. far from birth, still this is so close. Enter away from structure

You have loved and died so many times
Still ages of ignoring survives
Who shall finally see what's covering, realising what is real?
This ending is the only survivor
Open your eyes!

Can you truly see? Can you truly feel?
Can you truly renounce the flesh of your existence?
Can you truly search? Can you truly grow?
Can you truly gain the wisdom within yourself?

Can you truly renounce the flesh of your existence?
Can you truly gain the wisdom within yourself?

Answers wave... The truth so pure...
Answers wave... Setting blue eyes...
I, I will never end. I, I am the only

Answers wave. Places so pure. 10. Satan... Rise, near. The twilight 7.
Still waiting in only swallow through pit. 9. Blurry revealing.. 10.5 Satan!

2. Ancient Shadows Revelation

Raw mind
I am wisely shaped, upon your hunger
Triangle within the eye

As these shadows appear casting darkness beyond the limits
Seeking answers builds the structure of what only kings reveal.
Newborn telling are all, these lusts were never so clear
Open towards the only, beneath the dust of your remains

Rising glory upon this human hunger.
Sweeping the slaves, winds gain only wisdom

In the shadows of your forefathers graves, look what you have become
Punished dreamers, your scars will always tell
For my father I shall seek passion,
Trusting honour I shall serve the one

Time layers strike only out.
Through crawlers entering fears
Shapes you can scarcely imagine.
Travestying the power seeding in

Dessert eyed humans, you will never be the same.
The sand formed from stones. This mountain is for ever!
Slowly upraised starving. Their moving through blue.
Chasing wise within the numbers. I am forever!

A growing heart opens the raging instinct
The glory's uprising, this ending only once
Within the third, the blue, nothing numbers

Passion paths through, crushing desert domain
The truth collaring eyes.

3. Upon Human Ending

Open human, discover the journey
Pale alone, faith is hunger
No where joined, never real

Rising hell

Slow is death, heart is starving
Dark realms, you will never gain power!

Far away formed for honour. Filled with passion.
Possessed... No where... This journey... This journey!

Rising hell

Broken down, no resisting
Seedless beings, terror among you
Proud I am, alone, only one
Human, humanity, tied awaiting Satan

False nature fails, from witch I shape me
Possessions. Strong blood. Be the goat of will

Force, will, connection. I be I forever

Rising hell!

4. Stillborn Acolyte

The sound of nothing speaks to me inspired
For my violent sound of honour is soon to roam this land
So many hopes, all soul seeking dreams.
So few levels reality, all so far beneath me.

Alone, among so many others
You pitiful, weak and poor.
Your tears strike every other than I

Far beyond violence. Far beyond this mortal night
Beneath this suffering. Over grown truth, which I tend to reveal!

Discover the only. Only paths set in victorious glory shines through to the rising idol
Drown in sorrow, knowledge appears in knowing your false god has fallen
Nature grows the real.
Discover the only.

This today. This time of ignorant belonging.
Hiding mortality in lively taunts of laughter
You will never be so alive as I
You will never be alive

5. Misanthropic Path Of Madness

Closing towards the roots in height. Sensing the tracks, surreal the path.
Raw, sense, far the pupils depths gaze.
In to depths far beyond. Offer the will, what's embracing the sleep.
In chaos your mind wanders to what you may never see.

Do you open to the carved truth
Hearing the echo away from the knowledge.
Where are the depths to the man, this is what you never see.
In the shadows of what's ever created lies codes revealing the signs,
Till the end no man wanders the path.
The secrets within the force closes the dreams I open to me
Two stones I distance to the real.

Reaching for the one, believing towards cloudy sights
Where it lies, lies the hand
Exist of the smoke where is the eyes.
I see. The pulse filling the dream
This is all, all for still the most willing man

6. Finally The World Shall Shape

I seek not the answer for now, true times will show the rising dominance
From the fading light of your ongoing feast you shall behold the real
Satanic wounds, satanic flesh
You are all victims of Satan!

From spirit searching, unknown layers appear for the stronger
In wondering, shapes a cure for kings!
Echo screams of the deceased, the weak unwilling are left
Satanic wounds, satanic flesh
You are all victims of Satan!

Finally... Finally

I am worthy of your worship
My lusts have drained the black blood

Satanic wounds, satanic flesh
You are all victims of Satan!

From which my possessions, has led to sacrifice
Casting flesh towards the demons
Finally revealing shapes of the extreme
Falling for Satan, you are suffering the strongest rites!

Finally... finally... finally the world shall shape!

7. Passions of 7

Cold lies the answers. Revealing the force within the flesh.
Slowly you dreamer - You shall see.

Still slaves among the dead. Casting no shadow walls of the maze.
Rapped around what will? Winds serving no one

Still lies the codes. Existing beneath what's already swallowed.
Where in time, awaits the shivers of 7.

Winds serving no one.

Finally the numbers reveals the king
...finally you arise
Swallow the swallowed

Carved into the flesh of the man.
This is the truth, your eyes to blurry to see
Subconscious breaths of what you already know
Pleasure from the false stoned closes you in your life's unworthy existence

In time the structure forces the curse
Dooming shivers, 10
Black the truth, seedless the eternal sky
Numberless the screams
Winds serving no one.

8. Ære fra det Indre

SVARTTJERN LYRICS