[Music: F. Estby, R. Cabeza. Lyrics: M. Krki.]

A dark age has befallen man
powernations gear up for war
welcome to a time of death
the eradication has begun
eyes melt into their holes
as they gaze at the brilliant light
screaming in pain as life burns away
engulfed in a fiery hell
Strategic bombers, Missiles and Subs
unleash their deadly load
chemicals and bio-agents
form lethal poison clouds
The final conflict
judgement time
the day when hatred killed the light
Winds of fire
rage across earth
and mankind
cease to exist
Feel the skin
peel from your bones
as the heatwave
blows you away
all that remains
of all the victims
is the shadows
that's burnt into the walls
A fire ridden wasteland
is all thet's left
where life once thrived
nothing but ash remain10. Ceremonial Comedy
[Music: F. Estby, D. Blomqvist. Lyrics: M. Krki.]
Holyman the liar
the madman and his call
out on a crusade
fishing for lost souls
slimy holy snake
selling false faith
inject his lethal venom
into weakened minds
Like flies to shit
they gather for mass
approach the altar
of madness
let the ceremonial
comedy begin
live their life
with their head up their ass
Holyman with his bible
deciever in disguise
shields you from the truth
with promises of paradise
Blinded walk on the trail of lost souls
insane minds bleeding for their saviour11. Silent Are The Watchers
[Music: D. Blomqvist, R. Cabeza. Lyrics: M. Krki.]
If my wrath broke up tombs
and swept away tresholds
pushing broken old values
into dark pits
if my hate would blow
rotten words to dust
like a cleansing wind
through moulding graves
Then I could rejoice
where gods lay entombed
covered with the sands of time
beside the keepers of a dying faith
Silent are the watchers
Even I would love the church
if the sun watchers down
through cracked domes
on the worms below
Silent are the watchers
gargoyles of a glorious past
perc hed upon their thrones
in cold shadow cast
across infinite reaches
unto new morals
away from this filthy domain12. Mistweaver
[Music: D. Blomqvist, F. Estby. Lyrics: M. Krki.]
I put the 9mm glock to your head
and gently squeese the trigger
blowing out your
[fucking] brains
on the wall in all kind of crazy figures
So what are you gonna do now
you piece of shit
(you're such a ???)
how (fucking) stupid can a man be
you've should have known better
Weaving my world
from the cord of your soul
as i slowly fuck
the bullet exit hole
through the funeral mist
I drag you to my temple
dead yet so alive
living in my dreams
Nothing brings me greater joy
than the memory of when I
wiped that smile from your lips
the look of horror in your eyes
as I pulled out a gun
and pointed it at your
[fucking] faceDISMEMBER IS:
MATTI KRKI - Vocals
DAVID BLOMQVIST - Lead Guitar
ROBERT SENNEBCK - Rhytm guitar
RICHARD CABEZA - Bass
FRED ESTBY - Drums
Viola da gamba on Mistweaver performed by: KEREN BRUCE.
Produced by FRED ESTBY and DISMEMBER
Engineered by FRED ESTBY
Drums recorded by ANDERS LINDSTRM.
Recorded at SUNLIGHT STUDIOS Okt.-Dec. 96 by FRED ESTBY
Mixed at SUNLIGHT STUDIOS Dec. 96-Jan. 97 by FRED ESTBY