After Lyrics Album by Ihsahn
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Album Lyrics
1. The Barren Lands
These are barren lands
Of steer and cold
Desert night
Of frozen time
Endless fields of –-
Has lost is trail
The blood of war
Cold lair
Howling winds of sand,
Hunger, violence, solitary, godless
This scenery
So far so burned
So beautiful
It yearns for more
These are barren lands
Of steer and cold
Desert night of frozen time
Unforgiving heart
Giving into the ways of wars
This is a lions lair
2. A Grave Inversed
Sandstorm
Breach of burning skies
Unyielding tempest of eternity and timeline
Chaos – all consuming sanctuary of reigning fire
Sacred heart of frozen soil
Unholy
Apocalyptic death cloud
Unbarred
Disputed not held
Authority
Floating 6 feet above the ground
The presence of a smiling elder face
Sandstorm
Breach of burning skies
This sanctuary with recourse
3. After
White like deathbeds
Grief-worn sheets
Winter occupy the planes
And this is the after
The ending of ends
Ghostly death-cries
Soar the heavens
Like starving vultures
And this is the after
The ending of ends
This is the after
Where nothing transcends
White goes blanc
And no eyes meet
Snow-blind skies dissolve
Bright, limbo edges, overexposed
Reflects the inner core
A solitary Rinthra’s Hell
Temples collapse
In a rumbling choir
To empty nights
Heaven meets earth
A fight to the death
Forever no more
4. Frozen Lakes on Mars
Red fiery star, god of war
Blood stained archon in the sky
Far beyond the reach of those again
From the west, from the east
Burning red, terror completely
To watch the throne, cranial vent volcano
Upon this temple gave out of all who came
This impending cranium
Blue eyes like frozen lakes on mars, made fury
That there once was life inside
Blue eyes like frozen lakes on mars,
The cold remains the fires died
The mountain crown, has surpassed sanction
The hermie final rapture, the ultimate descent
Into the deepest valley of death
Drained in the all consuming sands of
Far beyond the reach of those again
Blue eyes like frozen lakes on mars, made fury
That there once was life inside
Blue eyes like frozen lakes on mars,
The cold remains the fire dies
5. Undercurrent
Quiet surface
Blurred reflection
Heaven’s mirror
Calm awaiting
Like glass until it breaks
Like glass until it breaks
Peaceful silence
Pressing void
Moving shadows
In the melody
Like glass until it breaks
Like glass until it breaks
No ships set sail on this ocean
No longing gaze from the shores
No screams drowning in (septic) storm
But echoes of remorse
A formless drift was sculpture
Sorrow bound, the sunken tower
World is broken
Long lost kingdom
This wrecking Atlantis
Now beyond the prominent sun
The call of crystal waves
The (crops) of crimson fire
As the ocean drinks the sun
Deep deep down
The mouth of pandemonium opens wide
Deep deep down
When it’s not that beast
When it’s not that beast
Not that beast
6. Austere
Black silhouette upon black and ashes seered
Cold hands, it seems to [spackeled stone/backhand slow?]
A [spackled stone/backhand slow?]
Twilight caress the windswept features
Unyielding shadow black austere
Its shadow black austere
All the waves
That gaze on the horizon
Into clouds
As if contemplating the fiery mounds
The fiery mounds
Black silhouettes
It’s shadow black austere
7. Heaven’s Black Sea
Emensity over
With sterling eyes
Above the still remains
In solid reflection
[Warrant?] the sculpture
Sinking into oblivion
And down below
The night finds a mirror
Reluctant eye
A fragment of will
Yearning to sink
Into this heavens black sea
[Oh no/all aboard?]
Nothing will
Aeons
Slow reprieve
[Repeat]
Emensity over
With sterling eyes
Above the still remains
In solid reflection
[Warrant?] the sculpture
Sinking into oblivion
And down below
The night finds a mirror
Reluctant eye
A fragment of will
Yearning to sink
Into this heavens black sea
8. On the Shores
Just like secrets, twisted alibies, for empty graves,
Unlike manors, cut and burned, a thousand times
Not like ours, coiled in coffins, weeping echoes,
Weeping echoes
Not by statues, golden monuments, war houses of worship
Unlike manors, where the great white sails, torn to shreds, No!
Not by promises, hungry shadows, in cold dark alleys,
These rocky shores, are crafted, by the pulse of the sail,
Ahh, by the pulse of the sail!
And here I go on…
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