Scattered Ashes: A Decade of Emperial Wrath
Compilation - 2003 - Debaser id 60445

teach me the tongue of fire
so that I may set the world ablaze
for it is cold
and this blindness can no longer give me shelter
teach me the tongue of fire
so that I may cry out loud my wrath
and my passion
or else my coil will blister and decay

the soul is never silent
but wordless
held imprisoned
in a cursed tomb
wherein reflections never fade
never die
slowly maddened
by the emptiness

left to perish in the ever-dark coil
yet, always alert it its slumber
scorn by the drops of light
piercing through the surface
and it screams

the soul is never silent
but wordless

teach me the tongue of fire
so that I may set the world ablaze
for it is cold
and this blindness can no longer give me shelter
teach me the tongue of fire
so that I may cry out loud my wrath
and my passion
or else my coil will blister and decay

Like the tide, shadows flow towards the shore of light.
The night comes whirling like a maelstrom.
Warring waves of crackling clouds embrace this nightside landscape.
The heavens bleed, through open wounds, the dim light of the Moon.

The winds are crying mournfully and tears fly with the gusts.
They whip my clenched faces freezing skin with ice-cold burning cuts.

Too long I have suffered the desert sands of time.
But as I drown in darkness it will release the sign.
My soul will leave this mortal coil of flesh and earthly life,
to fly into the mist of night, into the nightside eclipse,
and experience existence on the other side.

As a stone of scorching enthusiasm
I refract the reflecting surface of this unfathomable sea.
Growing circles of grief and pain slides across the land
as an omen of the horror yet to come.

The strength of a thousand fire-breathing demons
breed in my infernal, sinking soul.
And as I reach the surface once again
these powers are under my control.
Now I am one with the night sky majesty.

The heaves are lit by the stars
where years of secrets of universal forces lay hid They shine so bright, but yet they have seen more evil than time itself
Reflected in the deepless lakes they are drowning in black elements
They are the planetary keys to unlimited wisom and
power for the Emperor to obtain
They being the gods of the wolves whom upon they bark at night
requesting their next victim in thirst of blood I enjoy those moments I may haunt with these beasts of the nigh
What kinds of beings are existing at the deeps of my lakes?
They surely must be of an evil race
for no friendly thing can live in such depressive waters
Here is also a planet similar to the moon
but it's phases is only one and it is in it's most powerful for all and ever...
There passes no light without the barking of the wolves
All these landscapes are timeless
and this is all just a part of cosmos
but all is mine and past and future is yet to discover...
Much have been discovered, but tomorrow I will realise I existed before myself
I will be reborn before I die
I will realise planets ages old, created
by a rules with a crown of dragon claws
arrived with a stargate...

The wolves bark with wind in summertime.
As the moon passes the shadows. It was a grim tale.
The wolves pry the limbs from the conquered ones.

Carnage consumes the emptiness.
Wait till my spirits come forth.
Violate all his chosen ones.
Drink the fires of death.

Carrying the deaths of his fallen warriors
deep inside of him, in his eyes.
Walk upon this Earth tonight,
carrying the staff of cold souls.

Appear the sign of evil will.

They appear, Death and Destruction,
to a time (when) the angel cries.
Open your eyes again now, he is here.
He is the master of fear.

He is the wind, He is the storm.
He is the woods, He is the roots.
Nobody will escape the wrath of the Tyrant.
Forever the Beast shall wander the Earth.

Memories of torment strikes me.
Attempts were made to suffocate me at birth.
Fools, I was already ancient.
Thou can not kill what breeds within Thee.

Alas, this agony, the emptiness of earthborn pride
Hath stirred my faithful heart which guided me to darker paths.
Far away from their pestilent ways
Cleansed was I from deceitful grace.

Yet, put to scorn was I
By those unclean.
Enslaved by ignorance
They blindly spat upon
The deity of hate.
Awake is the darkest fiend.

By the fallen one I shall arise.

Upon bewildered masses,
To whom the indulgence of my soul portray as sin made god,
I shall revile and quell the source
Whence mockery of my kind derive.

This I know: Facile shalt my quest not come to pass.
Deathwish be my gift to all at last.

Honour. Commended no longer as virtue.
Yet, shalt be extolled by light's demise.

By the fallen one I shall arise.

Arise.

Believer,
Speak not to me of justice,
For none have I ever seen.
By God, I shall give as I receive.
Betrayer,
Speak not to me at all.
You and this world
Ripped my fucking heart out.

Again... again... and again...
Again... and again...

[Music: Ihsahn]
[Lyrics: Ihsahn]

Icaros, I dare you
For I possess the wings of faith
Though, heavy on my shoulders
(No measurement can prove their weight)
Still, a burden are they not to me
I am the challenger of gravity

The fear is not the fate I seek
My destiny will build upon
The mighty turbulence beyond
If I fall I will rise again

Some of envy
Some of fear
Asmonish by the graves of those who fell
Praise the fool that pure of heart
Leaps off your finger
Into grace

Icaros, your voice once melted
Into the choir of the fallen ones
I hav eheard, I have seen
The purity of their song

Icaros
Your fate embrace
A manifold of angels
I summon thee
From shattered graves
And call upon the wind
Recieve my bow of reverence
Then spread your wings
And fly into oblivion

Mightiest am I,
but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine.
For the black hills consists of black souls,
souls that already dies one thousand deaths.
Behind the stone walls (of centuries) they breed their black art.
Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold.

Far up in the mountains,
where the rain fall not far,
yet the Sun cannot reach.
The wizards, my servants,

summon the souls of macrocosm.
No age will escape my wrath.
I travel through time and I return to the future.
I gather wisdom now lost.
I visit again the eternally ancient caves,
before a mighty Emperor thereupon came.
Watching the mortals "discovering" my chronicles, guarded
by the old demons, even unknown to me.

Once destroyed their souls are being summoned
to my timeless prison of hate.
It is delightful to feast upon the screaming souls
that were destroyed in my future.

How many wizards that serve me with evil, I know not.
My empires has no limits.

From the never ending mountains black, to the bottomless lakes.
I am the ruler and has been for eternities long.
I am them.

(I am them.)
(I am them.)

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.

I am them.
I am them.

Drawn towards these lands again
Seeking death and sacred soil
I ride the longing winds of my blackened soul
Growing stronger once I enter my empire beyond

Emperium
Behold my coming

The fullmoon ride above me
Enlightening my realm in a silvery glow
Yet the shadows crawl beneath my storming sky
Guarding treasures from forbidden light

I still remember, though ages ago it seems
The first time I entered the gates
The revelation of ritual death
By which I became divine
Sacrifice of the life I had among the flesh of the light

And now I enter again
Even stronger, yet amazed by what I see
In ecstasy I mock the world

Suddenly I memorize
Asking what I left behind
Nothing
Can I ever comprehend?
Will my longing never end?
Never!

Drawn towards these lands again
Seeking death and sacred soil
I ride the longing winds of my blackened soul
Eternally

in the wordless chamber
they feared death
desperately
thus they clustered to the fruits of the earth
craving dispersion
as if to avoid knowing why

in the wordless chamber
they feared life
desperately
thus they proclaimed any given truth
and swallowed
as if to justify their fear

he knew that there had been hordes of seers
before him
who set out to cure
though, the sick wished not to part with
their decease
as if it made them feel
alive

in the wordless chamber
he accepted desperation
and the unpredictable manifestations
of hope

Deep Green Dark Chaos
Blinded I run down these paths
By heart I know them
They lead to the soaring cliffs
Stout they stand above the water's edge
Lifeless

And this is my foundation
Cold stone
Formed only by winds and time
How invulnerable
Lifeless

Ahh...
I have longed to be at one with this
Yet, the waters call my name

For once I wish to see
The entity behind the voice
The face of this seduction
The beauty of my pain

Am I blessed or am I cursed by thy presence?
What is my crime?
What is my deed?
Is this life my redemption?
Shall I repent or proceed?

I hate my flesh
Its dimension poisoned my soul with doubt
It made me question the essence of...
The 'I'

Slaves are those of this world
Given freedom to lay the chains upon The Master
The wolf is no longer free
Release the chains and come for me

Suddenly, his mournful cries were stunned.
Out of the cold mist came three enthralling ships.
Sails torn by many a storm, and the bows adorned by the
most fierce gargoyles he'd ever laid eyes upon. Yet, the
crew they bore... Three times twelve in numbers. They
stood motionless, wrapped in grey, worn gowns.
And from behind their shadowed faces the seductive chanting.
Bidding him on board. without hesitation, he accepted.
And away they sailed...

Upon these seas
Wherein I drowned so many times
I scatter the ashes of destiny
Still my flame is in hunger

With fire in my heart
Shall I greet the shores ahead
Though, I know not what will burn...

Desire...

Ahh...
In the distance
I hear the waves wash over solid ground
And in this moment I am struck blind

Grant me sight so I can see
That which lies ahead of me
Cursed be my mortal eyes
For dying in this realm of death

Hear my call...

I return to the soaring cliffs
They truly shine of strength
Even though I nothing learned
With strength I burn...

O' mighty Lord of the Night. Master of beasts. Bringer of awe and derision.
Thou whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife.
Thou whose presence dwelleth in every shadow.
Thou who strengthen the power of every quietus.
Thou who sway every plague and storm.
Harkee.

Thou art the Emperor of Darkness.
Thou art the Emperor of Darkness.
Thou art the king of howling wolves.
Thou art the king of howling wolves.
Thou hath the power to force any light in wane.
Sans mercy. Sans compassion
nor will to answer whosoever asketh the why.

Thy path is capricious but yet so wide.
With no such thing as an impediment to strong.

Every time thou consecrate me to another secret of Thine,
I take another step towards Thy Pantheon.

O' mighty Lord of the Night. Master of beasts. Bringer of awe and derision.
Thou whose spirit lieth upon every act of oppression, hatred and strife.
Thou whose presence dwelleth in every shadow.
Thou who strengthen the power of every quietus.
Thou who sway every plague and storm.
Harkee.

Thou art the Emperor of Darkness.
Thou art the Emperor of Darkness.
Thou art the king of howling wolves.
Thou art the king of howling wolves.
Thou hath the power to force any light in wane.
Sans mercy. Sans compassion
nor will to answer whosoever asketh the why.

Forever wilt I bleed for Thee.
Forever wilt I praise Thy dreaded name.
Forever wilt I serve Thee.
Thou shalt forever prevail.

Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana.
Inno a Satana. Inno a Satana.

Inno a Satana.