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Dimmu Borgir
Dimmu Borgir


Background information
Origin Oslo, Norway
Genre(s) Symphonic Black Metal
Melodic Black Metal
Years active 1993—present
Label(s) Century Media Records
Nuclear Blast
Associated acts God Dethroned
Old Man's Child
Cradle of Filth
Ov Hell
Carpe Tenebrum
Brujeria
The Kovenant
Mayhem
Arcturus
Chrome Division
Code
Susperia
Dødheimsgard
Nile
Borknagar
Nachtmystium
Ragnarok
Angelcorpse
Vesania
Vader
Infernal Method
Website Website
Members
Shagrath
Silenoz
Galder
Former members
Brynjard Tristan
Stian Aarstad
Nagash
Tjodalv
Astennu
Nicholas Barker
Mustis
ICS Vortex



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Dimmu Borgir Album


Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia (2001)
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[music: Mustis]

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Infected by invalid behaviour
While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction
Confess to slavery for the world saviour
Give praise and inhale the corruption

[chorus:]
The Enfeebled provides the fool
The Disabled provides the tool
The Apathetic demands the affection
To those suffering from their own satisfaction

Devour in self-deceit, conjure the righteous plague
Testify today?s contradiction, glorify tomorrows deed
Inconceivable moral priest, hide in preferable dress
Invite to another pleasure feast, the concealment of joyful laughter

The decrepit innocence of your correctness and well-chosen
Elicits the source of the need for immediate forgiveness
Submit to no grace but the spiteful of your disease
Apply to join the unlimited disgrace and a settlement in the skies
And turn the confusion among your children into self-stimulation
The incarnation of your prostitution, the true Evil in disguise

With the ignorance from your cross as the witness
The truth of your tragedy make you justice
In your mirror the high spirit of kindness
Looks like malice

Condemnation of life by the living dead
What a premature judgement, contradiction to the core
How unfortunate I am, cursed to spend time on a battle already won
The shame that will be guarding your grave says it all
Retreat to the crypt and make it worthwhile
Recall my sins furthermore but still be watching yours with a smile

[music: Galder, Silenoz and Shagrath]
[lyrics: Silenoz]

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Incarnated marvels simplified
Effects from such a disconsolate kind
Impotence of the once so perfect living
Erase and rewind

Stand rigid for the next battle
Peace means reloading your guns
The love for life is all hatred in disguise
A carnival creation with masks undone

In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin
through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth
Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies
An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate

[chorus:]
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh I wish you well
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin
Worshipped by anyone's mass on our planet hell
What on earth possessed you

Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues
Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception
Testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions

Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface
And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect
With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil
Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin

Left are the kings of the carnival creation
Carrying out the echoes of the fallen

Sense the withering eternity as it fades away
The ultimate graceless voyage of all times
Only death will be guarding your angels, silently
Cripples joining arms in clamour
Institutionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted

[music: Mustis, Silenoz, Vortex and Shagrath]
[lyrics: Silenoz]

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The apparition of two faces in disgust
Invisible but yet so clear
Reflections seen by a fugitive
Trying to escape the looking glass
Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh
The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image
Eager to leave further but chained still

To crumble into such nothingness
A despairing fate, for your lies
To pretend is the lunatic's legacy
Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy

Born lifeless into a world of coma
As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost
Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be
Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering hosts

[chorus:]
The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in prejudice
The narrow slits the veins in search for the crown
Profound impatience makes the blind struggle in stupidity
The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor
Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside
How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful

Holding the banner high, unrestrained
Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt
Still in costumes to please the ways of living
Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating

Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death
For in days of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking
Elysium is halfway and as an answer to the plea
You're destined to yield fragments of Hell in return

Leave unnoticed with the perfect conscience
With the strength of the spiritual eye
Spirits of the token unchained and free
Recover from the philanthropic macabre frenzy
The pale dove grins, black at heart ready to flee
Demon to some, angel to others

[music: Shagrath, Silenoz and Mustis]
[lyrics: Silenoz]

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A dismal universal hiss, the sound of public scorn
The brush that sweeps across the spectral fields
This landscape is not without a sense of epic wonder
A vast scale that places this sprawling underworld
Into a realm of frames

With a blood-storm fading into the distance
Floating without directions over this smouldering landscape
Caught in a moment of transformation
These shades of anatomic malignant nature
Approached on another in an unpleasant way
Frozen in the act of speech, desperate to express it's state
Created in a shape to accommodate a wide variety of demonic forms
The realm of the benighted aristocracy of evil most pure

This is where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep

Emerged from the depths of the earth gasps
It rages against mankind, to annihilate the earth and worse
It spills the blood like rain, the beauty of death it represents

Devouring their flesh with a razorblade smile
Genes would still blindly carry on smouldering ember of hell
Limned with gold leaf, the scarlet brush
That sweep all traces of time, place and pattern

Total death in every nation
Monuments of vanquished civilization
Just as brilliantly removed ruthlessly eliminated
The cornerstone of human emotions
Has now been drained away
I saw death of a most uncommon nature

[music: Silenoz and Shagrath]
[lyrics: Shagrath]

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Let chaos entwine
On defenseless soil
Remove errors of man
And sweep all the weakening kind

I am war, I am pain
I am all you've ever slain
I am tears in your eyes
I am grief, I am lies

Bygone are tolerance
And presence of grace
Scavengers are set out
To cleanse the human filth parade

I am pure, I am true
I am all over you
I am laugh, I am smile
I am the earth defiled

I am the cosmic storms
I am the tiny worms
I am fear in the night
I am bringer of light

[Music: Shagrath]
[Lyrics: Silenoz and M.Lunde]

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Oh, look at those lifeless leaves
All their precious pride is taken away
A lost creation for a graven image
Trembling of nothing but their own fear

[chorus:]
On behalf of water made to wine
Elements of deception must entwine
Righteous greed and derangement divine
Vacuum is given to the blind

To surrender to a faith so fake
To not comprehend while you're awake
Thrive on your deity for heaven's sake

Do loose your battle before actual birth
For some sheep need the company of a shepherd
To face the scorn of the earth

Existential parasite drama across the lands
What a relief never bother the why's
Investing illusions and folding hands
The passion for mankind's ignorance feeding you lies

All those naked faces, empty shells
Procreation of the mind put to rest
Crippled and caged, anaesthesia adjust
The lambs of slaughter preoccupied in disgust

[music: Silenoz, Shagrath and Mustis]
[lyrics: Silenoz]

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Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside
Cast down all memories from a past and future world
The cynic icons and the cryptic writings
As a picturesque creation in force and spirit
Against their reason and will, it is time
Give darkness it's passion plea

The venomous tongue
The inevitable poison
Paralyze the angels
Freeze the forgiven
Baptize in fire
Unleash the devil at heart

Unleash the maelstrom mephisto

[chorus:]
So sinner, mourn well
Make all the swans suffer in hell
The maelstrom of the mephisto left the trace
To revel and feast in undelivered grace

Pledged to judgmental arrogance in
Drawn principles of ignorant falsehood
To comprehend that the sin of life is life itself
A tyranny in torment, an inner-sanctum stealing sleep

In the dimness surrounding the towers of the castle
Where the ravens spread their wings out wide
Dwell in depths of the darker self at any shore of infinity
And watch the relentless paint the soil black
What is being formed echoes throughout eternity
As the painter chooses color no more

Hold your shadows close when the comedy is over
As the days of mourning seem to be the days of joy
Fragments fell from the sky in order to penetrate the eyes
A convict wallowing in a lifetime of lies:lies

[music: Silenoz, Archon, Galder, Shagrath and Mustis]
[lyrics: Silenoz]

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As cyclones detach from the world above
And all the other worlds beneath them flow
Timewinds caressing the dust of cold memories
Sought, to strive in twilight mist and penal fire

[chorus:]
As daylight suffers, night time recollects
For what wind hath drawn near, so near:

Death has a contract on life and hell in-between
What was once not certain is now foreseen

When the pendulum is in it's reverse factor
Rivers run red and skies turn black
Accuracies of bloodbaths liberate from within
Conquests of a crooked cross and its coming loss

A magisterial maintenance of diabolic education
Where the opposite of innocence paves way for intelligence
Where pearls are chained for each tragic event
The glorification of deviance in progress

Liars in wait tries to quench their thirst for more
Drowning victims of a parallel universe
The scum of the earth, a rejoice of fouls
The world hates you for being precise

[music: Silenoz and Shagrath]
[lyrics: Silenoz]

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Chains of despair
Cloaked by darkness
The thundering echoes of great destruction to come
Mankind's mysteries
The dying world

[chorus:]
Madness in it's sweetest form
What shrivels and dies must face the tempest
The angelic heaven bows to the ultimate truth
And melancholy grew

Anticipation mender through madness
Condemned to the same horrid fate
Insanity applauds
How sharp the awakening
Pale as disease
Mocking:Maddening:
Give up the ghost
Cease the gloomy awakening

History foretold
The hidden stigmata
Totally annihilating the ecstasies innumerable
Materialize the vision
Give up the ghost
Cease the gloomy awakening

[music: Mustis, Shagrath and Silenoz]
[lyrics: Vortex]

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[music: Shagrath]

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Never shall the sun kiss my face
And caress me with its burning light
For I dwell in the shadows
And sleep side by side with death

In dark desire I embrace the whore
Giving her an escape from an unworthy life
For with the appearance of a fallen angel
I serve darkness

I am a prince among the damned
As I've been for an eternity
The monark in a dark paradise
Cursed by life and the living

Oh tremble not my immortal heart
Trough you beat in the shadows of death
Eternal life is the blessing
And I shall rule for another thousand years

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[words: D. Snider]

WELCOME TO THE ABANDONED LAND
COME ON IN, CHILD; TAKE MY HAND
HERE THERE'S NO WORK OR PLAY
ONLY ONE BILL TO PAY
THERE'S JUST FIVE WORDS TO SAY
AS YOU GO DOWN, DOWN, DOWN

YOU'RE GONNA BURN IN HELL
OH, BURN IN HELL

YOU CAN'T BELIEVE ALL THE THINGS I'VE DONE WRONG IN MY LIFE
WITHOUT EVEN TRYING I'VE LIVED ON THE EDGE OF A KNIFE
WELL, I'VE PLAYED WITH FIRE, BUT I DON'T WANT TO GET MYSELF BURNED
TO THINE OWN SELF BE TRUE, SO I THINK THAT IT'S TIME FOR A TURN

BEFORE I BURN IN HELL
OH, BURN IN HELL

HEAR NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
SEE NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
LAY NO EVIL DOWN ON ME
YOU'RE GONNA BURN IN HELL
SPEAK NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
THINK NO EVIL, DON'T YOU
PLAY WITH EVIL, 'CAUSE I'M FREE

TAKE A GOOD LOOK IN YOUR HEART; TELL ME WHAT DO YOU SEE?
IT'S BLACK AND IT'S DARK, NOW IS THAT HOW YOU WANT IT TO BE?
IT'S UP TO YOU; WHAT YOU DO WILL DECIDE YOUR OWN FATE
MAKE YOUR CHOICE NOW FOR TOMORROW MAY BE FAR TOO LATE

[REPEAT SECOND CHORUS]

AND THEN YOU'LL BURN IN HELL

[REPEAT CHORUS/FADE]

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