Interpret:

Dimmu Borgir

Album:

Alive in Torment

Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside 
Cast down all memories from a past and future world 
The cynic icons and the cryptic writings 
As a picturesque creation in force and spirit 
Against their reason and will, it is time 
Give darkness it's passion plea 


The venomous tongue 
The inevitable poison 
Paralyze the angels 
Freeze the forgiven 
Baptize in fire 
Unleash the devil at heart 


Unleash the Maelstrom Mephisto 


So sinner, mourn well 
Make all the swans suffer in Hell 
The maelstrom of the Mephisto left the trace 
To revel and feast in undelivered grace 


Pledged to judgmental arrogance in 
Drawn principles of ignorant falsehood 
To comprehend that the sin of life is life itself 


A tyranny in torment 
An inner-sanctum stealing sleep 


(Here we go again!) 


So sinner, mourn well 
Make all the swans suffer in Hell 


In the dimness surrounding the towers of the castle 
Where the ravens spread their wings out wide 


(Vortex!) 


Dwell in depths of the darker self at any shore of infinity 
And watch the relentless paint the soil black 
What is being formed echoes throughout eternity 
As the painter chooses color no more 


Hold your shadows close when the comedy is over 
As the days of mourning seem to be the days of joy 
Fragments fell from the sky in order to penetrate the eyes 
A convict wallowing in a lifetime of lies 
Lies 


The venomous tongue 
The inevitable poison 
Paralyze the angels 
Freeze the forgiven 
Baptize in fire 
Unleash the Devil at heart 


Unleash the Maelstrom Mephisto 


So sinner, mourn well 
Make all the swans suffer in Hell 
The maelstrom of the Mephisto left the trace 
To revel and feast in undelivered grace