ErilaZ

Lyrics

Lyrical inspiration à la ErilaZ.

• The Architect
• If I Die Today
• Straight Line
• New World Disorder
• Evolve
• WihaZ

The Architect

Released: 2009
150 bpm

Devisor, Designer,
Visualist unseen
The planner, brick-layer
An analyst most skilled

Measurer of dimensions
Inventor of proportions
The world is at your hands,
bend it as you will!

Architect,
Design my abode
Architect,
Design my request
Architect,
Design my image,
The Architect

The core skin of the onion
First layer of the Multiverse
Creating blossom or total oblivion
Manifestation of Thought and Will

Watch over my Watchtower
Thought and Memory, my eyes and ears
Build my Mansion, so it touches the sky
My resting place, housing for my Mind

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If I Die Today

Released: 2008
108 bpm

If I die today,
Lay me on a straw bed
and light me in flames

let the fire eat me
and burn my worn flesh away

Throw my ashes
for the wyrd to regain
From the top of the mountain
To the everlasting sea

and let the gods smell me coming
in their halls up high
This is my final wish,
This is how I want to die,
when it’s my time

Should I die today,
play my song for long
let the crowd sing along
Let them chant my name

If I die today,
Let me become immortal
Join them, in chanting my name
carve into stone my deeds of fame

And say your farewells
and shout out your final hails
raise the horn high
Let’s drink together,
one final time

Contact me with
movement, galdr and rite,
Ask A-R-N-A,
I’ll be in the eye of the storm

On the night that the sun and the moon
are consumed, on that night
I ask you to heed these words
One day I’ll return renewed,
On another day, in another place

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Straight Line

Released: 2008
128 bpm

I walk a straight line,
On a path of no lies
Shortcuts are ignored
and no other way’d ever get me there

Where I’m going no one else will,
to a new state of being
A new age beginning
Searching, trying, learning

Everyone dies one day
What you make of yourself shall stay
Walk toward your aims
and never hesitate

C’mon – Straight line!
C’mon, everyone – Straight line!

Giving self to my Self
The Rune shines bright at the end
Three times three,
equals nine Mysteries

Walk with me!
Breathe with me!
Abandon the paths
that common men tread

Walk with me!
Breathe with me!
Let the fire burn
in Crisis and Need

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New World Disorder

Released: 2007
152 bpm

The first thing you hear
is your own misbeating heart
synced to the amount of stress
that keeps you awake

Caffeine, nicotine, heroine, sodomy,
Gasoline, valium, booze,
Dirt rally way off-course
and infected prepaid whores

What you see is what you get;
Advertisements and neon lights
despair, perpetual hurry
And sitcom filled nights

Oh, the pleasures of today,
Only black lights to illuminate,
Polluted smoke to inhale,
Our dried-up bodies have failed

Anarchy in the UK, in Europe
and the whole fucking world
Riots, flag-burnings and gallows,
Unwell being, free of charge

Birds of ill omen
struggling, covered in oil
feeding on each other
Wrapped in plastic foil

How can you bear,
being raped day after day
held in utter disgust
Ever continuing this fool’s play

Slit-throats, jesters and madmen
I will haunt you to your grave
The Blood Eagle is reserved for you
and anyone carrying your name

Welcome
Welcome, my friend
To the New World Disorder
Welcome
Welcome, my son
To bathe in the fallout

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Evolve

Released: 2006
175 bpm

Do you know how to fight,
when entropy is spread by creatures of night?
Do you know how to write
about the depths touching the sky?
Do you know when to sacrifice,
yourself for this shining might?

Alone is he,
who stands at the summit of world
Whispering words
that below aren’t being heard

But only the elite will prevail
when hate partakes in the game
And if he never gave in,
He’d won posthumous fame

I now stand here,
where your hopes clash with your fears,
Looking down from the moon.
I never was one of you

Alone is he,
who stands at the summit of world
Whispering words
that below aren’t being heard

But only the élite will prevail
when the enemy invade the day
And if he never gave in,
He’d won posthumous fame

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WihaZ

Released: 2005
99 bpm

What is it,
that is holy to man?
Is it wealth, possessions
and a square mile of land?

Revolt against the modern world,
against it’s leaders and their herd!
Forget their tales about the holy land,
For here’s how you can make sacred
with your own hand:

Here I stand, in Elk-stance,
My arms spread wide,
My roar is as a whirlwind
reaching down from the sky

I call to thee,
I conjure thee,
Who already are
inside of me

Come now forth
come, and partake
on this hour, on which
I alter my fate

WihaZ!!

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