VitterlandNew lyric translations

1. Flagellanterna (The Flagellants)
2. Griftegårdsritual (Graveyardritual)
3. Ättestupornas Härförare (The Commander of the Precipices)






1. THE FLAGELLANTS
"Blood shall fall from the sky like rain
Heavy drops from fallen angels
Whips the back of mankind
A fiery torment, unparalleled"

Thus they foretold long ago, a mere crowd
Those who had been chosen by selfpity
To repent the sins that was a crime
Turned to mazes in the mind's region

CHROUS:
The ravages of the black plague
Cross-brothers in scourge-procession
Christian conspiracies
The sorrow-burdened mind of the flagellants

Mental health turned to a ravaged corpse
A corpse that was hidden in clandestine "Heavenly Father"
Condemned brothers - a christian tragedy
For souls bled more than wounds

The sinful forgiveness of the flagellants -
For what purpose did they bleed?
Religious powerless bloodletting -
Who cares about who dies?

CHROUS:
The ravages of the black plague
Cross-brothers in scourge-procession
Christian conspiracies
The sorrow-burdened mind of the flagellants


2. GRAVEYARDRITUAL
Earthbound in nameless graves that echoes of silence
Where the primordial forest whispers a name again and again
It calls on his being to once more breathe life into dead bodies
Accompanied by grey and rain-heavy clouds above
Which calmly sheds it's tears over the chambers of the graveyard
The silence is broken by his mighty and thunderous breath

A still but icecold zephyr wails and turns sedatily
It knocks sneakily upon ancient crypt's gate
A ghostlike shimmer has descended over the graveyard
Lifeless shapes dances shadowly in trance
And bodes that the shackles of death art broken
He contentedly watches over the scenario from it's position

So now everything is unhallowed in this maddening necropolis
For the ritual completes the source of afterlife
An unholy alliance between spirit and fleshly powerlessness
Which the evil's powers have given the bloom of life anew
But lo the joy that lasts eternally
For now the muffled toll of the church-bell chimes over farm and homestead
Where the poor bastards still dances to the traces of the mist
Born dead - born to once more die in nameless grave
The zephyr drifts away and his breath now turns to dust
It's departure brings light and warmth to the poor corpses

Now the hole-eyed crawls worm-like on the wet moss
Where they wander listlessly with the shackles of death still bound
The last bastard silent proclaims: -Death rules life!
So the voices of the primordial forest disappears and silence once more rules
Lifeless shapes in the moss now lay still
They become food for the corpse-worms which clandestinely awaited
The cycle of the Evil - a curse by the graveyard
Where the mist forever invites to dance
The confusion is total. The curse forever
...and only the corpse-worms contiunes to dance


3. THE COMMANDER OF THE PRECIPICES
Sprung from the basis-residence of chaos
Nurtured by the warm breast of the primordial chaos
Enticed by the cunning of dancing incubuses
Condemned to always judge the harm of humans
Nooses were your state of mind
The broad-axe, comfort and complacency
The delight grew day by day
Demise and decay your epithet

CHORUS:
You, who gilds the kingdom of Hel
- It's heart fills
The commander of the precipices
Human destroyer!
Managing the orchestra of devastation
- Carries sickness and plagues
You, who tightens the noose of life
and to Helvitt journeys
Forever you govern the universe
and rules over time and space

On the gallows you scout intensively
Your craft is never complete
Toasting with plague in absinthe
Evening-dance with the skeletons of whores
For death is still within your soul
The downfall, your final goal
No tears, never any goodbye
A one way trip to the acropolis of death

You are the executioner
You are the hangman that always comes back
You are there were all life perishes
You are one with the final corruption

CHORUS:
You, who gilds the kingdom of Hel
- It's heart fills
The commander of the precipices
Human destroyer!
Managing the orchestra of devastation
- Carries sickness and plagues
You, who tightens the noose of life
and to Helvitt journeys
Forever you govern the universe
and rules over time and space