Mythos & Music: Animal Hate

Animal Hate      http://www.myspace.com/animalhate

Bells of Acheron (2005 LP)

1. Intro/Dark lord of the dawn
2. The frost giant's daughter
3. Styx
4. The hour of the dragon
5. The bells of Acheron
6. Hear the bells
7. Raven
8. The cross
9. Lurking in the dark
10. Instrumental

2. The frost giant's daughter

From the times old as man
From the endless white flat country
Blows forceful frosty wind
Pungent like a hurting snowblind
How many times has the man waged
This beforehand lost encownter
How many times has the man know
That it won´t be any next time
Ocean of white snow - drifts
So strange and unwaited couple
Fear shiving in the air
When white is the signal of black
With blizzard comes the secret now
With false courage then warrior´s end
The frost giant´s daughter - phantom of ecstasy
Threshold of exhausting - let me see a true love
The frost giant´s daughter - ecstasy of phantom
Threshold of exhausting - let me see a true death



5. The bells of Acheron 

Awake!!
Crimson reflex of oldest times, joy in sorrow
Chilly contact of inhuman, returns no more
With help of the new born ages, gods have bleessed them
Finally it was stopped killing, of innocents
Acheron
It was deaf, dumb and blind season, joy in sorrow
When the fear was for the reward, returns no more
With help of the pure human hearts, gods have blessed them
Finally it was stopped stripping, out of the skin
Acheron - i can hear the devil´s bells
Acheron - they roar in the house of death
Acheron - i can hear the evil´s bells
Acheron - at the end of all days
At the dawn of new millenium, joy in sorrow
In the era we say it´s ours, returns no more
With help of those, whose name´s people,gods will curse them
Finally we will get again, some company
Acheron
Acheron - i can hear the devil´s bells...
Crimson!! 

9. Lurking in the dark

Hazard or accident, so who knows that
Hazard or mistery, so what with that
Hazard or accident, nobody knows
We´re afraid to traverse our own shadows
When night comes so slowly
When the wind blows off light
You can feel them here and all around
When fear comes so quickly
You can hear them here and all around
When they come, they who are...
...lurking in the dark, god knows what it is...
Lurking in the dark, afraid to touch it
Lurking in the dark, longing to name it
Lurking in the dark, there is no journey
Small creatures, big mouses, small courage, big eyes
They all will always lurk in the dark
When the birds are quiet
When the trees do not grow
You can touch them here and all around
When the Moon is smiling
You simply know, they are all around
When they comes, they who are...
...lurking in the dark, god knows what it is...
Small creatures...
When the birds are quiet
When the trees do not grow
When the Moon is smiling
It is said that the fear has really biggest eyes
What about it has sharp clutches too!?

Mythos & Music: Acheron

Acheron (USA)         http://www.myspace.com/acheron
Tribute to the Devil's Music (2003 best of/compilation)

1.	Black Sabbath (Black Sabbath cover)
2.	Evil Dead (Death cover)
3.	Dawn of Meggido (Celtic Frost cover)
4.	Wrathchild (Iron Maiden cover)
5.	Flag of Hate (Kreator cover)
6.	(Don't Need) Religion (Motörhead cover)
7.	Room of Golden Air (Mercyful Fate cover)
8.	War Machine (Kiss cover)
9.	Raise the Dead (Bathory cover)
10.	Devil's Child (Judas Priest cover)
11.	Countess Bathory (Venom cover)
12.	Ave Satanas (Re-recording of original Acheron track)

2. Evil Dead (Death cover)

Trapped inside a life which is not yours
Spirits within causing terror, fear and darkness

Evil dead
Evil dead

Voice speaks out, all will die tonight
Insanity fills your mind, you hear them calling

Evil dead
Evil dead

Covered in blood, all hope is lost
Forever to rot, controlled by the powers of the

Evil dead
Evil dead

Mythos & Music: Abyssos

Abyssos     http://www.myspace.com/abyssos

Together We Summon the Dark (1997 LP)

 

9. Through the Gloom into the Fire

This is the eve of the new era
A dark cold night of autumn breeze
The last leaves fall to the frosty ground
The pale moon gazes through the thick massing clouds
The witches are gathered, a hideous coven
In delirious tones, they are shouting
Foul mysterious words as they go
Through the gloom and into the fire

A loathsome shape of obscene horror,
Squats huge and monstrous upon the ebon throne
Denial of the god above
The stifling air reeks with filth and blasphemy
Faster and faster whirls the witches' lewd dance
Denial of the god above
Shriller and shriller they scream in tongues
And then a wan grey light flickers in the northern sky

Twelve o'clock is the time of night,
That the graves are gaping wide
They haste, to the orgies of the sabbat,
With the infernal sacraments
The rites of the pentagram, the dance of Acheron
The sweet and beautiful fantasies of evil

A loathsome shape of obscene horror,
Squats huge and monstrous upon the ebon throne
Denial of the god above
The stifling air reeks with filth and blasphemy
Faster and faster whirls the witches' lewd dance
Denial of the god above
Shriller and shriller they scream in tongues
And then a wan grey light flickers in the northern sky

The circle is forever closed, within the secrets lie
Together they leave this dimension side by side

Twelve o'clock is the time of night, that the graves are gaping wide
They haste, to the orgies of the sabbat, with the infernal sacraments
The rites of the pentagram, the dance of Acheron
The sweet and beautiful fantasies of evil

This is the eve of the new era
A dark cold night of autumn breeze
The last leaves fall to the frosty ground
The pale moon gazes through the thick massing clouds
The witches are gathered, a hideous coven
In delirious tones, they are shouting
Foul mysterious words as they go
Through the gloom and into the fire
Twelve o'clock is the time of night, that the graves are gaping wide
They haste, to the orgies of the sabbat, with the infernal sacraments
The rites of the pentagram, the dance of Acheron
The sweet and beautiful fantasies of evil

 

 

 

 

Fhinsthanian Nightbreed (1999 LP)

 2. Finally I Kissed the Pale Horse

At the top of the mountain
I saw him cast a spell
invoking the daimons with his ancient bell.
He grabbes his rod and threw it into the sky,
and denied the existence of the father of lies.

The angels cried in endless mourn, through the
night and til the dawn.
I watched their wings grown old, as the ground
turned to solid gold.
I slept all day under the three, that holds the
infernal key. The key of all wisdom, the key to the
long-lost kingdom.

And as the dusk fell over the mighty mountains,
He revealed the secrets of the ancient gods.
Their names, their seals, their powers, their marks.
And opened the gate to the darkest of paths.

Together we crossed the ocean of time.
He led me through the gates, all marked with the same sign.

We flew over the blackest seas,
in my hand I hold the key.
And as we landed by the great portal,
I finally kissed the pale horse, to become immortal.
We flew over the blackest seas,
in my hand I hold the key.
And as we landed by the great portal,
I finally kissed the pale horse, to become immortal.

And as the moon laid its light over mighty mountains,
We invoked the arrival of the ancient gods.
Using their names, their seals, their powers, their marks.
To guide us through the darkest of paths.

Now a thousand years has past,
we are ready for the inferanl blast.
A huge beast will rise up out of the sea,
upon his heads the name of blasphemy.

At the top of the mountain I saw him cast a spell
invoking the daimons with his ancient bell.
He grabbes his rod and threw it into the sky,
and denied the existence of the father of lies.

The angels cried in endless mourn, through the
night and til the dawn.
I watched their wings grown old, as the ground
turned to solid gold.

If it's the truth that has been spoken, I'll stand in
front of the gates wide open,
I'll await your arrival and shadows will come to life once more.

We flew over the blackest seas,
in my hand I hold the key.
And as we landed by the great portal,
I finally kissed the pale horse, to become immortal.
We flew over the blackest seas,
in my hand I hold the key.
And as we landed by the great portal,
I finally kissed the pale horse, to become immortal.

Mythos & Music: Abramelin

Abramelin (Aus)    http://www.myspace.com/abramelinband  

Transgression from Acheron (1994 EP)

1.	Human Abattoir
2.	Humble Abode
3.	Dearly Beloved
4.	Relish the Blood