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Skaftafell : The Conjonction of the ElementsCall of Oüros Mel Vatnagrüm Hetti Hel Hereafter Dimmu Borgir 
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:Informations about the release:
Music and Lyrics by Meltear
(except bass on Vatnagrüm composed by Olskayls and bass on Hetti composed by Olskayls and Meltear)
Choirs on Hetti by Salaat, Rayno
Recording, Mixing and Production by Meltear at Skaftafell Studios
Artworks by Meltear
Shots by Scottland and Iceland
:Lyrics:
Introduction:
This is the story of a flying drakkar which sails threw the plans to new horizons. Once, it passed threw a valley where the world’s life had to expire, where Oüros, Master of Time, Called the Elements to begin another cycle. And so the Elements gathered in the still-valley (center of the world) to start another ritual, to start another era.
The vessel survived and kept sailing, arriving in a devasted land, where the apogee of Human being settled before their end… before the Call of Oüros… before being condamned to tell their story for eternity
Mel
From the Ice to the Water, Mel melt to the Earth…
Mel penetrated in the cauldron
While on the devasted deck
I awok from unconsciousness.
A thick dancing cloud surround us
And far away a storm was roaring.
Driven by an enigmatic captain,
The ship charged as an arrow in the fog.
But a giant aura was watching us.
A divine breath began to blow.
As a pathetic comedy, nude among vast steppes,
Anguish devoured our weacked human mind.
Vatnagrüm
The flying drakkar sailed threw the plans, arriving in a valley where Oüros called the Elements to begin the ritual. So Vatnagrüm, emerged from the depths of the Earth…
Pole was broken
Decks were devasted.
Half of us has survived
But still our mind were shaked.
From the womb of the Earth,
Hundreds of deep horns
Blended to taïkos roared
As to introduce an iminent cataclysm.
We passed threw the stormy cocoon,
Leaving behind us the coast :
Lands opened wide.
A square mountains spread out as a vulve,
Welcoming us in a deep valley.
In the center, on the altar,
Draped of an ancestral blood,
A livid queen was lain.
Blooming her wet vagina,
As to summon a Beast.
« Vatnagrüm has been unleashed.
A mole-boar rose his unic eye, his unic horn.
Bawling of thousand horns the begining of the ritual,
From his depths.
Hearing the call, They came. »
Hel, Mel, Hetti.
Water, Wind, Fire.
Called by the Master of Time (Oüros).
Into the hurricane still,
Oüros' will occurs on Skaftafell.
Hetti
The catalystic Hetti, Spirit of Fire, came as to purify the cataclysmic still…
Wise middle eye
Suddenly opens up.
By sense and flesh, by intuition
From the call, she woke up.
Ancient and incandescent heart
As the fire beating (her) final breath ;
As an ultimate rite of passage,
The elements came to clean the Earth.
A squarre of guardian mountains
Protecting the ancient cromlech.
As a cosmic crucible
A deep crater appeared.
"And so the Queen lay down,
As the detonator of a cosmic blast..."
Motions and colours altered,
lost in a dimensional web.
Magmatic as the blood, Hetti!
Elements are gathering in Skaftafell.
As Ouruboros Still, it's boiling
The alchemy of another day.
Her white skin’s covered by ancient scars
Vivid blisters’ pumping till split.
Mourns becoming harsh screams,
Overflowed from her pale lips.
Thick liquid beats below the livid abcess veil.
Foam of lava overflowed
Greedily covering the cold body.
Of old blood she was dressed
Which thousand flames escaped from.
Waiting underground king
Ultimate wedding cataclysm.
"And so the scars open up,
Leaving a burnt past in Oblivion..."
Motions and colours altered,
Lost in a dimensional web.
Volatil as the fire, Hetti!
Elements are gathering in Skaftafell.
As Ouruboros still, it's boiling
The alchemy of anothrer day.
Hel
And so, as a conclusion, the frost and bestial Hel wind came :
Starting so far another Oüros cycle.
Navigating on the clouddy waves,
Coming from nowhere,
The flying drakkar sails again,
Where the winds of destiny takes away
While fear and panic lure them in suicide.
Front of them the titanesc web
Appears, worn the white dress of Purity.
The thousand blast of this maelstrøm
Screaming and dancing for their final sigh.
Far away, as a center, a colossal shape stand out.
A chimera with bat wings, showing fang on it's wolf face : Hel
"Ô, cursed navigators,
You never missing audacity.
Insignifiant human being,
Remember that here only reign the enthropia."
Hidden dragon in the web.
Your bat wings whip in the air,
So the wind bites us as your wolf fang.
Here, an unic truth for human being.
Guardian of the Coast,
In your pure dress of ice and snow,
No mortal eyes can gaze You,
Stand alone and waiting on the bridge for Human Being.
Dimmu Borgir
The flying drakkar passed threw the torments of the Elements, leaving the cosmic still to another horizon. He arrived in the forgotten land of Human being, a pathetic realm devasted by it’s own nature…
La conjonction se disséminait derrière nous
Tels les ornières nuageuses de notre passage.
En s'engouffrant dans cette brumeuse étendue
L'air iodée piquait nos sens d'amertume.
A l'instar des lueurs,
Une miriade de couleurs ;
Progressivement, se fondaient-telles
Dans une sinistre vue, où vie n'est plus.
Un million de roches massives
Nous aimantaient dans ce vaste empire.
Lachant tel des appendices
Des gémissements éphémères.
Sur leur surface de jaie
Se dessinaient mains et moignons.
Implorant à l'unanimité les errants tourmentés.
Et le vaisseau peinait à traverser
Cette foule sans repos de mendiants affamés.
Discernant appels inintelligibles,
Narrant la gloire d'antan d'un sombre empire.
« Des éons de cela,
Quand Oüros annoncait la fin d’un cycle,
Non loin de l'autel des Elements,
Vivait un peuple de fierts colons. »
« Animés par l’instinct d’exploration
A l’instar de notre destruction,
Ennivrés d’Immortalité,
Sans frontières pour l’Eternité.
Persuadés étions-nous,
Cependant Vatnagrüm
Eut raison de nous… »
