AETERNUS - 1998
"...And So The Night Became"
Track List:
 1. There's No Wine Like The Bloods Crimson
 2. As I March
 3. Warrior Of The Cresent Moon
 4. Blodsverging
 5. When The Crows Shadow Falls
 6. Ild Dans
 7. ...And So The Night Became
 8. Fyrndeheimen (instr)

Line-up:
Ares - Guitars, Percussion
K. Nordeide - Lute, Vielle A'roue, Clarsach
Crewth, Lyre, Guitar, Dronepipes, Piano, Percusion

"Far back in time, where the outlines of history dissove, lies the world
of myths. It looses itself farther back into a mist of light where
pictures appear and then vanish in an eternal stream. Through the
cloudscapes of the past the sunlight is falling in across Ida Vollen,
where the gods throw their golden dice in the grass in fearless game,
white udarbrunnen trickles in the silence..."

All vocals & guitars performed by Ares,
baterry performed by Vrolok,
bass & keyboards performed by Morrigan,
additional vocals on "Blodsverging" and "Ild Dans" performed by Janto.
Additional wardrums by Torquemada.

"...And So The Night Became" was recorded at Grieghallen Studio, produced
by pytten and Aeternus, engineered by Pytten, mixed by Aeternus & Pytten,
edited by Jtrgen, "fyrndeheimen" mixed by K.Nordeide, Ares & Pytten.
Aeternus logo by K.Nordeide. Cover Artwork by Morrigan. Photos by Thor
brtoreskift.


1. There's No Wine Like The Bloods Crimson
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Bloodred sky
Bloodred fields
The sun in its last breath
Providing the shadows of the trees
A moment to dance before death
Still - Their makers dance
In the cold breeze
That gives to me the stench

Of blood not yet cold
And torn dead flesh

I raise my hammer of war
To call my vulture
Up high it flues from the fields
From its kingdom it sees
The most wonderful sights
Dead men - Wounded worms
The remains of a conquered land
My slaughtery and victory

My hammer shall not yet rest
From the north I hear
Hordes of young men
How unaware they are of their peoples
Angel of death
Their blood shall paint my armour
As I slay them all brutally

Down the hill they ride
I greet them with my warcry
As I slam my hammer into the grown
Come to me mortals

My wary hatred engraves
Fear in their faces as they see their death
I am war, I am death
My hammer crushes skulls and bones
Screams of fear
My swords thirst driwbs in blood
Tears and begging for mercy
I laugh and kill
I am the god of war
I am Ares


2. As I March
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My pale soul
Shines under my moon
On one of my bold mountains
I stand
I hold my torch high
Up against my black sky
The skulls in my belt
Glow in the light of the moon
So does my sword
More and more as the unpure blood
Runs off and down on my bold
Strong mountain
It runs

My mountain drinks
It calls the rain
It calls my father
Brutally they come

As thunder
They slam their powers
Deep into my pale soul
I scream in pain and lust
My wind brings the rain
From my mighty oceans
My black sky is still clear
I scream and laugh

As I dance the dance of war
Under my moon
In my storm
On one of my seven mountains


3. Warrior Of The Cresent Moon
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In shimmering circle of silver light
In icy wind and spitting fire
Through flowing stream and ancient mountains
Thou alone dost see me

By lightning, thunder, hail and wind
I conjure thee
By sword of fire that can never fail
I conjure thee

I fall into the dark ravine
The clash of swords fills my spirit
thou who shinest by night on the sea
Cast the shadows of the axe over my soul

By ravens wings and serpents venom
Bestow your gifts upon me
By eye of wolf and dragons flame
Grant me your strenght

I scream
The ravens battlecry
The powers of old embrace me
The axe of the cresent moon
Cast a shadow over my soul


4. Blodsverging
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Merktige norske sjeler
Bemtrket av norrtnsk trollskhet
Ut av taakesltr, de vandret
Mtrke krigerske sjeler
Stolthet styrket av blod
Majestetisk krigersk broderskap

Voldelige mtrke toner
Brutal atmosphere og mtrke tanker
Skulle styre en enhet
Flammehav, blodige kjettinger
Svarte sinn i en evig reise

Ta sverdet fatt
Du nordstnn, knus dem nev
Norge skall bli vaart som ftr
Vi skal seire alle slag

La oss kjempe sammen
For vbre stolte forfedre
La oss hedre dem
La oss seire
For dem


5. When The Crows Shadow Falls
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At dusk a stillness falls
Defeated warriors seized from life
Shielding the landscape, thy lie
As legions have before them

The crow spirals down
From its tower of dominion
Its eternal quest is the blood of the slain
It sees battles, victories and visions fortold
Its eyes hold the secrets of eternity

Devouring warriors
Seeking spilles blood
The triple figure of war shall arise
A shape of black shadows
And wind blown leaves
It shall sweep its endless domain

Snowflakes soar on the northern wind
Figures transform to crystal and ice
The voice of the future
Cries out across the land

I am the wind that rolls from the sea
I am the darkness that cloaks your soul
I am the whisper that drifts through the trees
I am the fate that compels you all


6. Ild Dans
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En evig vsndring
Et inderlig tnske
Hos et lite barn
Et merktig barn
Et avkom av ild

Dette vesen
Skal tilkalle en makt
Som skal blafre I vind
Og i ildens enorme omfavnelse

Dans i ilden
La iden stige opp
La den herske
Og slikke hellig jord
Til aske, du vesen
Vis oss din ild dans


7. ...And So The Night Became
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Cold earth
Blackened soul blessed by eternity
Dwelling under unholy ground
forbidden thoughts and dreams
Provided by strong storms
Of bold beliefs and black
Souls of immortality
The demons are dancing

Creeping on the path
Clinging to the fairytale
Which the call religion
they are slaved bu our demons
Of war and human creatures
Of a filthy and weak kind

As we crawl up and out
Of our cold earth with blood
On our hands and faces
We greet out brothers
With horned wings and cold minds
The dweelling and feeding
It is complete
Now we rise