Too high to die, 1994
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
They go to the lake of fire and fry
Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July
I knew a lady who lived in Duluth
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave a little too soon
And she flew away howling at the yellow moon
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
They go to the lake of fire and fry
Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July
Now the people cry and the people moan
And they look for a dry place to call their home
And try to find someplace to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils fight to claim them for their own
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
They go to the lake of fire and fry
Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July
Screaming for vengeance, 1982
Up here in space
I'm looking down on you
My lasers trace
Everything you do
You think you've private lives
Think nothing of the kind
There is no true escape
I'm watching all the time
I'm made of metal
My circuits gleam
I am perpetual
I keep the country clean
I'm elected, electric spy
I'm protected electric eye
Always in focus
You can't feel my stare
I zoom into you
But you don't know I'm there
I take a pride in probing
All your secret moves
My tearless retina takes pictures that can prove
I'm made of metal
My circuits gleam
I am perpetual
I keep the country clean
I'm elected, electric spy
I'm protected electric eye
Electric eye, in the sky
Feel my stare, always there
There's nothing you can do about it
Develop and expose
I feed upon your every thought
And so my power grows
I'm made of metal
My circuits gleam
I am perpetual
I keep the country clean
I'm elected, electric spy
I'm protected electric eye
I'm elected, electric spy
I'm elected
Protected
Detective
Electric eye
Wolfheart, 1995
You've no mother to feed you
Or to lick your so deep wounds
Nor Earth where to lay your father
And even the Moon lies to you
When she shines
The seduction of an altar
Is a weakness in her movements of Death
It is a mere vanity of Woman
To delay her midnight ride
Suicide... Midnight ride...
Beautiful dagger you may now leave your case
Wild red tears at the lady's hand
Kissed were her breasts with your sharpened face
Given is now what Love had taken
Death and Love, they together danced
Yes, the flames did smile to her
Invited her to their fiery peace
To a funebre dance around a bonfire
Where all Women are naked and alone
Immolating their pride
May they forever ride. Far, in a midnight crime
Midnight ride, Suicide, Midnight ride...
Visions, 1997
I hear footsteps closing in
I recognize them from my early days
The times are different the image remains the same
Repeating backflashes remembering the name
Approaching visions of things I can't recall
A familiar smile awakes the pain
Unkept promises
The night awaits
The act of confidence
The kiss of Judas
I feel the lips on my cheek
The kiss of Judas
Haunts me once again
In your private chamber you're all alone
The well earned silver pieces falling to the floor
The flame of the candle casting movement to the wall
Your eyes filled with guilt keep staring at the door
Approaching visions of things I can't recall
A familiar smile awakes the pain
Unkept promises
The night awaits
The act of confidence
The kiss of Judas
I feel the lips on my cheek
The kiss of Judas
Haunts me once again
...Just dreaming, 1994
For centuries , life history has been an inexhaustible
Source of inspiration for the spiritual and cultural existence
The nectar of devotion is the fountain of all joy
It pushes the door of transcendence open with all its spiritual
Emotion and contemplation
In the course of history many God-inspired teachers
And incarnation of gods appeared on the earth
The hymns of god are the essence of wisdom that manifest
The true nature of man
His designation in the universe and his relationship to god
Life deceives from life, the instruction
Life deceives from life, the instruction
In the eyes of death
Beyond space and time
The beauty of one's self
The eternal indispensable law that rules
Over reincarnation and death
For centuries, life history has been an inexhaustible
Source of inspiration for the spiritual and cultural existence
All little devils, 1999
Come alone, horrid eyes
Bone from bone, sigh to sigh
In all dying there is a certain beauty
To travel the seas of temptation
And the velvet skies of pain
Sodomize the sacred
in the velvet skies of pain
Lightning the fuse of death
We march towards the twilight
In apocalypse and pain
Never to see the light of day again
And when the birds of burning flesh return
Ye shall arise from the ashes,
as Gods, and burn and burn...
Burzum, 1992
I Immaterialize
And slowly drift
Into the unknown
With the cold winds with soul
The wintery plains lie untouched
I ride on my elements
Towards the stars unseen
A quest for knowledge
In the astral
Luminous
Stench intensifies
As I near a spectral here
After a hundred men's lifetime
In analyzing I learn
To consume the sphere
Of immense power
And to become immortal
Darkness hate and winter
Rules the earth when I return
War between races
A goal is reached
Chaos, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate...
Defenders of the faith, 1984
Wrapped tight around me
Like a second flesh hot skin
Cling to my body
As the ecstasy begins
Your wild vibrations
Got me shooting from the hip
Crazed and insatiable let 'er rip
Eat me alive
Sounds like an animal
Panting to the beat
Groan in the pleasure zone
Gasping from the heat
Gut-wrenching frenzy
That deranges every joint
I'm gonna force you at gun point
To eat me alive
Bound to deliver
As you give and I collect
Squealing impassioned
As the rod of steel injects
Lunge to the maximum
Spread-eagled to the wall
You're well equipped to take it all
So eat me alive