Альбом Amorphis

In his eyes
The evil spirit rise
Turns to darkness with Satan's name

"As the time is right
Dead bodies rise up from their graves
And when the time comes near
Oh, I see the prince of glory"

Holy month
Sacred hounds
Under the hill
Do you hear their call

[lyrics: J. Rechberger]
[music: T. Koivusaari & E. Holopainen]

Terror, when the darkness binds your limbs
Terror, when the fear freezes your nerves
Horror, when the pain climbs up your veins
Darkness, creeping under you skin

Moment of life,
when we all have to choose,
which way to go
and for whom to sacrifice your life

Invoke the god - pray
To lead you back to life - pray
Cursed by religion - hate
Learned upon church - fake

In the verge of hell,
of human mind
Redemption of your soul,
as darkness binds you tight

Moment of life,
when we all have to choose,
which way to go
and for whom to sacrifice your life

Your fear, your flesh
Cruel horror, your fate

Cursed shroud, your void
Dust to dust, you're feel harm

In your eyes we shall fall
Torture of death

Punishes to life shame of chaos
Awaking them its bound of chaos

Locked in pain your flesh
Tearing horror of pain

We arise, rise in tomb
To terror in your eyes

[lyrics: E. Holopainen]
[music: E. Holopainen, T. Koivusaari & J. Rechberger]

We sail across the sea,
In our thoughts we float over mountains
All this vanity that we could hide
The truth

The truth is to be alive
and to live your life in fear by hate
and create our own gods

We all ourselves are created
our own images
Ourselves we are created
our own gods

In the misty morning
When the sun is rising,
When the whole sky is red like blood
Man can realize the real meaning of life
to love and respect your life

Your salvation,
or is just your damnation.

We all ourselves...

[lyrics: J. Ahlroth]
[music: T. Koivusaari]

Erosion of life I see
it makes the passion burn in me
Life it always withers away
Death will eternally stay

Corpses in their coffins
forever rest in peace?
There sleeping with the aspergillus
is this justice to the dead?

The atrocious sight of burial ecremony
Christians weeping for the departed
They won't understand, they should envy them!

The deceased they know, if there's a paradise
Or shall we feel, the purgatory!
I open the graves, admire the rot
I can feel the presence, of something beyond

Aureola of nauseating reek
Wings of shriveled skin
Holy beauty of a carcass
Divine sight for me to gaze upon!

Necrolatic! Reverence for putrefaction
Necrolatic! reverence for the stench

I kneel, before a carrion
I pray, before the dead
I know, they shall rise
I fear, for the scourge
I revere, power of the dead

Erosion of life I see
It makes the passion burn in me
Life it always withers away
Death will eternally stay

Corpses in their coffins
Forever rest in peace?
There sleeping with the aspergillus
Is this justice to the dead?

The atrocious sight of burial ecremony
Christians weeping for the departed
They won't understand, they should envy them!

The deceased they know, if there's a paradise
Or shall we feel, the purgatory!
I open the graves, admire the rot
I can feel the presence, of something beyond

Aureola of nauseating reek
Wings of shriveled skin
Holy beauty of a carcass
Divine sight for me to gaze upon!

Necrolatic! Reverence for putrefaction
Necrolatic! reverence for the stench

I kneel, before a carrion
I pray, before the dead
I know, they shall rise
I fear, for the scourge
I revere, power of the dead