AARNI LYRICS - "Duumipeikon Paluu" (2002) promo

[Note: The name Myrrys is a shaman's trance-state, or spirit journey]

Ääni tuulen, varjot puiden
Yksinäni uneksin, haltioissa ylenin
Öinen rauha, pilvien like
Lensin yli metsien, keralla pilvien

Sammasta kiipesin kannelle taivaan

Salot siniset, kammiot kultaiset
Juoksimme taivaan niityillä läpi tähtitarhain
Ikimenneiden ilmoilta, kadonneiden kartanoilta
Varman viisauden tapasin, elon kullan löysin

Sammasta laskeuduin kannelta taivaan.

[English translation:]

The voice of the wind, the shadows of trees
Alone I dreamt, in spirit-powers grew;
Nocturnal calm, the movement of clouds
Amongst them I over the forests flew.

I ascended the World Tree to the Dome of the heavens

Blue-hued islands, golden chambers
In the meadows of heaven we ran through the stars;
From the lands of the deceased and tracts of the lost
True wisdom I found, Life's Gold I discovered.

I descended the World Tree from the Dome of the heavens.

[Note: The name Lampaan Vaatteissa means "In sheep's clothing"]

[Traditional Instrumental]

Through the land of Tuonela, I make my journey
To solve the mysteries of the grave, my heart's violent yearning.
The noisome welkin oozes down raining sour bile
Like a worm-eaten face full moon shines on bright.

Interrment is the end of pain, escape from life's nauseous flame.

Across a field of mouldy grass I ride post and fast
On a reindeer mummified with the witch-drum last.
Heading for a citadel built from howling bones,
Filling this heaving night with dark insane moans.

Interrment is the end of pain, escape from life's nauseous flame.

Approaching the castle gate I see its keeper
He is the blind ape of fate, ancestor of the reaper.
Hailing from a nearby lake, a monstrous fleshy arrow
Aimed at our pallid world to kill us in our barrow.

Internet is the end of pain, escape from life's nameless fane.

Abandon dualism and Indoeuropean ways
The world isn't black and white, only shades of grey.
Recognize the herd mentality in your thought processes
Deaden those drives stemming from biology.
Reality is a lie maintained by the Enemy who has written history to its liking.
You've been surrounded by propaganda
Signs of the decline of Western culture.

The revolting cult of the Nailed God is still alive and sick,
fitting for the necrotic human rats flaunting their deformities.
The Enemy has by its actions wilfully become subhuman
You'll purge society by abolishing it.
Storm the Enemy's offices and paint the walls with its blood.
Its teeth and veins make for nice necklaces and its intestines delicious sausages.

Familiarize yourself with different weapon systems
Both physical and psychic, exoteric and esoteric.
The unexpected strike is the most devastating one.
Remember to maintain secrecy in everything you do.
We exist in a reality which we can explain rationally yet cannot understand;
Into this world we are thrown.
Don't follow any rules, including these.

"That last amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and
bubbles at the center of all infinity - the boundless daemon sultan
Azathoth, whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in
inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time amidst the muffled, maddening
beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes." -
H.P. Lovecraft

[Note: The name Duumipeikon Paluu means 'The Return of Doomintroll']