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Ihsahn (* 1975 in Notodden als Vegard Sverre Tveitan) ist ein norwegischer Komponist, Gitarrist, Bassist, Keyboarder und Sänger. Er ist hauptsächlich als Frontmann der Black-Metal-Band Emperor bekannt. Mit seiner Frau Heidi S. Tveitan spielte er bei Peccatum.
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Isahn - Das Metal Magazin & Metal Podcast - Time For Metal https://time-for-metal.eu › Tag1 › Isahn › Ihsan › Neueste · Älteste · Zufällige · Sortierung (A-Z). Is Hahn. 10. Punkte. Alben / EPsReviews. · 18. April 2022. Ibaraki – Rashomon. Matt Heafy und der »Strangling From Within« (1999) Part One: The Black And White Was Meant For Nothing. Part Two: The Carrier Of Sorrow Transforms And Pray For Me The World Of No Worldsaalbumm: »Amor Fati« (2000) One Play. No Script. No Title For A Cause Murder. A Game Divine?
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Rise, Ye Humans Between The Living And The Dead
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The Watchers Mass (Part 1)
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»Lost In Reverie« (2004)
Desolate Ever After In The Bodiless Heart. Parasite My Heart. Veils Of Blue Black Star- Stillness The Banks Of This River Is Night. The Moribund People (2005) - The Moribund People A Penny's Worth Of Heart For All Those Who Died »Amor Fati Fethi« (2000)
1. One Play. No Script.
2. No Title For A Cause
3. Murder
4. A Game Divine?
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6. Rise, Ye Humans
7. Between The Living And The Dead
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9. The Watchers Mass (Part 1)
10. The Watchers Mass (Part 2)
One Play. No Script. Life is floating. Passing me by. Sometimes I try to reach for it; sometimes I do not care. Destiny, I was set to cross, I only see the pants walked yet, as new images emerge I look ahead playing Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. One foot in the stream, one in control; sometimes I don't care. Life is floating passing me by. Sometimes I try to reach for it; sometimes I do not care. Earth, I was placed upon I see society; and Them. Yet, as I am here anyway, I look around but as things grow too big or too small I fall. I find sometimes I try to reach for it. Life is floating passing me by. Sometimes I try to reach for it; sometimes I do not care.
No title for a cause as I am chained to Earth. I float on a leash as I aimed myself. I drift in solitude far off and close are my next like them I walk alone. One dimension; or many? Is my dream alive or life a dream, oh, I envy your answers: one truth; or many? If any are all leashes as tight as mine or am I just a rebel? Where is then my fight? Release my powers of solitude, keep them as a shield unlike society. I drift alone. One truth; or many? If any Murder hear me speak as I am the master of one tongue. The thorn in your eye, the mirror of your soul. Unmerciful be the truth. Change is near. Change is here. I must fly?
I must crown. There is no once upon a time. It is THE time to rip apart the blindfold and view the circle of shame. Bizarre, grotesque, yet embraced by those inside. Stones thrown, fallen ones kicked, searchers pulled down- A circle fed on lies. Insiders in; Outsiders out. Strait-jacket given birth, dreams killed. First degree murder and so Thou shalt be condemned
6 Rise, Ye Humans. Maybe one of the reasons why humans are floating away from humanity is their misinterpreted crusade of working for themselves opposed to working and searching within themselves. The past. The judge. Oh, ye humans grieve, grieve for your lost humanity. Oh, ye humans with your shallow talk and pointed fingers continue to sleep with your enemies and sink even deeper into hypocrisy until you crawl away into a new day where no species are to be called human beings.
The past. The judge. Oh, my fellow species. Search, search for your lost humanity. Search. Crawl humans. Rise between The Living And The Dead. It grew from air with a leaf's despair left behind deadline, The language of sanity rejected in faith and for no visible purpose. Seeking further; seeking further into the pit named a soul. This subtle call. This seduction. This mind game is preparing your fall. Thoughts transformed into whispering voices alluring you to cross the border where no return alone can manage to get you home. This naked scenery; arms grasping for your throat. Yet, you dance and fade (untitled)[instrumental] the Watchers Mass (Part 1). There was an ancient belief, the wind could speak to human ears. Once a story was captured by whom no one remembers now. Revelation 7 speaks of the four angels. The keepers of the four winds they were set to keep,they were set to guard the Watchers Mass (Part 2). The watchers; those who fell they were set to be the watchers. Their duty was to instruct the children of men. Some angels came too close to their task: mankind they descended to earth; found its daughters to becoming thus condemned. And fallen angels they became right side was no longer their place. Nor were they placed on the left half divined by birth, half evil by their sin. They were renamed half-casts unlike men their halves did not mingle but stayed there side by side. Pure -- untouched. Carriers of sorrow. They bred with humans thus, their tale never ends. Glowing; pure and cursed they still chose the earth over again for All Those Who Died.
[Bathory Cover]
For all those who cried aloud but whose tears were never heard. For questioning one almighty father of a heavenly distanced world. Beloved thee who submit the holy writings assured. The golden cross stained with innocent blood but stand yet a thousand heavenward. Burning naked but smiling. Not full of fear but pride knowing death alone could cleanse them of the reasons for which they all die.
For all those who died. For all those whose great beauty stirred their tortures to rage and for all those whose great ugliness did the same. For all those who cried aloud in vain for mercy on the rack. But whom of dying naked in scorn. Not ashamed. Burning naked but smiling. Not full of fear but pride. Knowing death alone could cleanse them of the reasons for which they all died. For all those who died please for mercy signs of guilt. Naked bodies broken on the wheel, tears sign the confession with crusted blood lips sealed trial by water.
All music and words written and performed by Ihriel and Ihsahn, except: drums by Jarle Havras, Track 3 written by Quorthon (R.I.P.)/Bathory and used by permission of Black Mark. Recorded and mixed at Symphonique Studio by Ihriel and Ihsahn. Mastered at Strype Audio by Tom Kvalsvoll.
Thanks to Mystic Ice for sending these lyrics.
Submits, comments, corrections are welcomed at webmaster@darkxmesslyrics.com - Thanks to embraceofthedarkness.com for sending these lyrics.
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