Immortal
1991 Single (Osmose Productions /
Listenable Records)
Name
Time Lyrics
1
Diabolical Full Moon Mysticism (Intro) 1:34 Lyrics
2
Unholy Forces Of Evil 4:27 Lyrics
3
The Cold Winds Of Funeral Frost 3:47 Lyrics
Diabolical Full Moon Mysticism (Intro)
Unholy Forces Of Evil
(Music: Demonaz, Abbath - Lyrics: Demonaz)
Slowly crossing as red rivers runs
below
Forever passing where the darkness lies unknown
Where soulwinds burns my eyes
Where shadows of lost life hides
Enter the centers of darkness
Where all evil dwells
Demons present in flames
Oath of black souls found
Sacrifices as old as the earth
We cut the living flesh
Circles of the deepest black throned
A promise of the darkest blood found
Unholy forces of evil
Unholy forces of hell
An mayhemic silence floats
We await our signs of death our circle gathered
Ceremonial powers belong to us
A goat baptized in fire
We dance the circle dance on thorns
Awaiting the sign of the horns
A thousand black clouds storms
Blasphemous Northern rites
Mysticism touched
Pentagrams burning
Into the centers of darkness
Where all evil dwells
Demons present in flames
Oath of black souls found
The unholy forces of evil
Served upon our diabolical souls
Cults of death bathed in slaught
As the devils candles burns
Into the dark skies
Floating with the soulwinds of the pentagram
To the deathlights where the North star awaits
Cold Winds Of Funeral Dust
(Music: Demonaz, Abbath - Lyrics: Demonaz)
Under a bloodred moon in the cold
wastes of Thule
Where wintershadows lies untouched
Where I dwell at the mountains of madness
In these shadows of death I march
In the blue mist of evil
Through the dark Northern valleys
Where only winds of funeral breathes
Hovering through the whispering darkness
With frost in my eyes
Only seven winds are heard
Chaiming through the dark Northern valleys
Eternity I pass eternity I seeked
For the darkness my spirit
For satan my black soul
Under a bloodred moon in the cold
wastes of another world
Where wintershadows lies untouched
Where I dwell at the mountains of madness
Entering with the cold winds of funeral dust
