Ild Lyrics & Chords By Viðr

Intet - sigende intet - vitende intet - anende alt - oppslukende alt - fordømmende alt - for mye Du kan flykte fra pesten stå sterk i din egen borg men hva er din...read more

Benighted scene by the darkened lake, In the gloomfull, dispiriting black. Born from a mother not awake, Blood is the solitary track. Knifelike rain in cuttings wind, Lashed...read more

Sepulchral whispers in the night So silent, so cold Carried by a funeral wind Seductive hellish desires Her carnal tomb voice haunts me still As I enter the city of death ...read more

A shiver creeps down my spine As I wander through these hordes And when these callous arm Streches out for me, I feel at home You are the beholders of silence Still your voice...read more

They ride the winds Avoiding resistance Choosing not to fight Wanting to live To lie another day Pale figures in life And so in death... A painful existence ...read more