Obeisance

by Imperial Triumphant

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Produced by Colin Marston
Recorded at Menegroth Studios, Winter 2009 AD and Summer 2010 AD.

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released September 11, 2010

Ilya: Lead Vocals, Guitars, Lyrics
Amarok: Violoncello
Naargryl: Bass, Contrabass, Choirs
Alexander Cohen: Drums

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Track Name: Stormgod
I am Thor - I am the God of War,
I am the Thunderer! Here in my Northland
My fastness and my fortress, reign I forever!
Miölner the mighty; This is my hammer

The wheels of my chariot roll in the thunder
The blows of my hammer ring in the earthquake
Blown by the night-wind, mine eyes are lightning
Meekness is weakness, Strength is triumphant!

Summa pia gratia
nostra conservando
corpora et custodita
de gente fera Normannica
nos libera, quæ nostra
vastat, Deus, regna.

Kyrie, eleison. Christe, eleison.

Oh no! God save us all!

Meekness is weakness!
Strength is triumphant!

Giants and sorcerers
Cannot withstand it
Force rules the world still,
Has ruled it, shall rule it;
And thus single-handed
Unto the combat
Gospel or Gauntlet,
Here I defy thee!
Track Name: Summons to War
Raise the levies! The time has come
FOR BATTLE! The day shall be won
In the name of the frozen gods we ride
To stand at Odhin's side

On the plains of battle - arrows fly
Our men are frenzied, they stand with shields aligned
Glory goes to those who fall
War is immortal, and we shall conquer all

Summons to war
Almighty Thor
Spears and swords, we march
To war!

DIE! Or beith enslaved
Come the nordriders, the crimson flags wave
Dragon-ships line along the coast
My blade is my bible as flesh is my host

SUMMONS TO WAR
ALMIGHTY THOR
SPEARS AND SWORDS
WE HUNGER FOR MORE

Summons to war
Almighty Thor
Spears and swords, we march-
To War
Track Name: To Novgorod
The star of the Czar has arrived
His people are trapped inside
To torture and kill the friar
The corpses pile higher and higher

Horrors of war, terror and pain
Can you not see that the Czar is insane
Star of the Czar, oppressively vain
Show no mercy, show no faith

Ah! Let the blade of your sword set us free!
КРАСНЫЙ ТИРАН УБЬЕТ ВСЕ!
Kill or be conquered!
Умрите Теперь и Навсегда!

I am the blade that cuts through the wind
The lion who stalks the lamb
I am the storm that cracks the sky
The spear in the ribs of your god
Track Name: Christian Holocaust
On the shores of Lindisfarne
We storm the holy gates
Frozen winds carry ravens
Who guide us through the wakes

Upon the breasts of the abbess
I carve the crest of Thor
Crucified and wet inside
The virgin begs for more

Odin praise the merciless
We butcher clerics and men
Helmets lined with such divine
Stained vaginal skin

Tearing down the convent tower
To force out our prey.
Eating out her molten lips
We'll burn this bitch all day

They shall seek peace
And there shall be none
They pray to god
But god is dead

CHRISTIAN HOLOCAUST

Now the isle is enslaved
A victory in store
Bastardized fucking genocide
Of god fearing whores

With glory come slavery
Of ample breasted lambs
Worshipping and servicing
Their czars of pagan lands
Track Name: Raiders
PRAY - The gods cannot hear you!
They pity you not - So frayed and weak
My fleshbiter sings
Through the hearts of these
Worthless sheep, who blindly bow
Before a Jew or golden cow
The convent cunts quiver from
Our skaldic nocturne

Hail the ancients!
Northern pantheon
A suit of mail and Immortal Iron Glory

Figures of the sun
Crushed into dust
Stain the ascetic halls
With holy menstrual blood

RAID!

Apocalyptic tales tell of our arrival
Fortify your faith, for it shall be tested
The eight legged steeds thunder forth
Born among gods we trample ye worms!