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The Call of the Wood [1994] & [Remastered 2001]



  

 Original Version    Remastered Version
 1. Alone in the dark              18:36 1. Alone in the dark             18:28
 2. Esteban's promise              7:04 2. Esteban's promise              7:04
 3. The call of the wood         12:14 3. The call of the wood        11:10
 4. Al azif                             8:57 4. Al azif                             8:57
 5. Sepulcro                         13:49 5. Sepulcro                        13:46
  6. Born in the grave              5:07
  7. Rhymes about dying stones 4:20
 total time                          60:40 total time                          67:56

Alone in the Dark
Eternal suffering
Everlasting oblivion of tears falling into the dust
I want to die
But the three mothers don't grip my hand
They want the cicrle to be completed
I'm walking through this autumnal mist
Where verything dies
And where everything's anguish and loneliness
I mortify my heart with love's pain
And fall into the hollow deep abyss
I'm alone in the dark
My being transfixed by a cirle of shining souls
But their laments can nothing against frost
Hate and the macabre veil winding my soul
In an obscure seal
I would shed blood but something's hindering that to me
Which dark force gives my spirit strenght
Thou condemned to wander in this mist thick as pain
I'm alone in mater tenebra
Amen
I enjoy this event. I son of darkness drink my tears
From the calix of the god who never forsakes
Who turns defeat into victory
I raise my hands up towards the northern icy wind
And to the nothing I yell
That vision is mild and pure wrapped into the torments wind
I stretch out my hand but everything disappears
So I close the circle of fire once more
And I find myself again alone in the dark
I celebrate the ancient names of this pagan winter
Looking for lymph and power
For this soul now I've lost into emptiness
Lost in mater tenebra
Satan's masses mutate the weaks

Esteban's Promise
I (myself) Esteban son of the dark side
Illuminated monarch of an abyss
(which is) forgotten by
The divine light
I'm alive
Ancient now inexistent laws
Which have been destroyed
By you man
Prevented me from waking up
I will come riding a black dragon
In delirium winds
And anguish wings
Purify the air
'cause I'm coming and sacrifice
To the big tree with fire and blood

I Esteban promise...

Power and glory in the anarchy of evil
To you poor mortals
Unite in my magic circle
In a way without return
Swear in me voices in the wind
Voices from a moan which fades in a delirium
Like the weak dust settles on the ruins of the past
Oh lost souls in the whirl of the infinite
Esteban is alive...
And so is the legend...

The Call of the Wood
Beyond the valley of the silence
Along the paths of ancient knowledge
Led from the dense odours of the wind
You will find yourself in the holy wood
Consecrated to the primordial gods
Baptized with the dew around the oak in this Wiccian's mass
Celebrated from the warbling of the crows, oh great mother moon
Ishtar, Astarte, Innana, let me feed at your breast
Let me celebrate the fertile union of the horned god
With the pure white goddess
Fallow the call of the wood
Fallow the voice of the god

Celebrate in the Nemeton with red candles
And autumnal flowers on the stone altar
Dress yourself witht he sky in the magic circle
And purify yourself with the sacred incense of Cernunnos

Bless me mother, 'cause I'm your son
Blessed be my eyes, therefore I can find your way
Blessed be my nose, therefore I can breathe your essence
Blessed be my mouth, therefore I can talk about you
Blessed be my chest, therefore I can be faithful to you
Blessed be my ancestry, therefore I can five life to men and women
As you gave life to the universe
Blessed be my feet, therefore I can fallow you way

Let the last smokes disappear carried from the wind
Rise your eyes full of astral energy
And look at the crow that will lead your return in silence
Let the night fall down on you
As the death curtain falls down on life

You'll be reborn.

...(to be continued...)

Al Azif
What can wait forever isn't dead
And in the long run, even death dies
The ancients were, the ancients are
The ancients will be
They walked in this world
After knowing the kingdom of the stars
And the stars will pre-announce their coming
But before then the day of men will be passed
They'll descent through the door, they'll break the seats
And their claws will free
Themselves from the ancient vice
They'll find the way in the labyrinth of time
'cause for Yog-Sothoth time is only one thing
So they'll go back and reign where they reigned once
And their oaths will contaminate the earth
Oh, poor wretch you flatter yourself
That you exploit their immense strength
And their dirty power. Count the seasons
Observe the sun and the stars
And when you have risen the stones
And implored their power
That will be the door through which
You can call them out of time and space
So you will see ever-burning malign flames
But you won't know the striking hand
And the destroying soul
'Cause they come without a face
And men don't know their forms
But be cautious in acting so that the tentacles of darkness
Can't penetrate your soul
As the man who was too daring
Lost his vital force
And chaos appeared to his mind

Sepulcro
I'm alone the night wind's blowing on my face
And the branches of the trees are crying in the big
Empty of this night
Step by step along the shadow path
The black cloack of darkness opens the door
In the place of eternal silence
What strange emotions are striking my body
An obscure quiet is leading my mind
My hands are touching the wet trees
And the undergrowth is making my way blind among
The mossy stones in the realm of the dead
The old ivy-mantled gate is creaking
While I am opening the door of the whisper crypt
What a morbid force my soul has
A hidden god is leading my steps
I am going down in this wet stairs in the stiffing dark
Only the noise of a drop
Of water is stressing the passing time
I'm alone in this sepulcro
I humble being pieteously observe the men's fragility
Putrid bones put upon marble sacella
Are waiting for nothing
While the cobwebs are covering the ancients effigies
Everything's resting in a monumental silence here
Everything is forgotten here
I alone in this sepulcro will bring these relics
Back to life with my profane action
This is a sacred proganation
That will five life to death
The eternal life of memory

Alone in this sepulcro


Line up



Cadaveria - Vocals                     Ossian - Guitars                           Vlad - Bass                   Flegias - Drums

Info

Band contacts and merchandise:

Alberto Gaggiotti
Via Don Carra, 57
13040 Saluggia (vc)
Italy

Recorded and mixed at PKM studio - Aug. and Sept. 1994

"Born in the Grave" taken from the "Triumph of death" EP:
Recorded and mixed at PKM studio in May 1993

"Rhymes about Dying Stones" originally featured on "Demo 92":
Re-recorded and mixed in November 1993

All songs produced by Opera IX
Sound engineering by Paolo Baltaro and Peso
Remasterd at Massive Arts in March 2001
Keyboards played by Silent Bard
Keyboards on "Born in the Grave" and "Rhymes..." performed by Ossian
Logo by Enrico Ruggeri
All music and lyrics by Opera IX (c) 1994