Under a Funeral Moon
Darkthrone Lyrics


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On the day of my final sacrifice
The chilling steel open my veins
Blood staines my skin
Silver chalice must be filled

Drinking the poisoned blood
I enter my shadowed coffin
Two goathorns in my hands
I raise my arms and close my eyes
To receive the infernal hails
From my brother in the land of the damned

The howling wind blows in the naked trees
Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark
Below me, the path to the cemetery
Where my spiritual brothers take me

They halt at the shadows of an oak
My nocturnal funeral commence
Lying in my blasphemous sleep
I am lowered down to the pit

A raven sings my last song
As the wolves howl their goodbyes
The funeral moon glows strongly now
For I am nearly there

This night of late october
The darkside open it's gate
Morbid souls wait for me
- For satanic conspiracy

Flowers of doom
Rising in bloom




You will see
Our immortality!

Overall Meaning

The song "Under a Funeral Moon" by Darkthrone depicts a morbid and gloomy ritual of sacrifice, death, and rebirth. The lyrics suggest that the singer is undergoing a final sacrifice, which involves opening his veins with a chilling steel blade and drinking the poisoned blood. He then enters a shadowed coffin holding two goathorns in his hands and raises them while closing his eyes to receive infernal hails from his brethren in the land of the damned. The howling wind, the moonlit fields, and the path to the cemetery create an eerie atmosphere that amplifies the feeling of impending doom. Upon reaching the cemetery, the singer is lowered down to the pit, and his nocturnal funeral commences. As he lies in his blasphemous sleep, a raven sings his last song while wolves howl their goodbyes. The funeral moon, a symbol of death and transformation, glows strongly as the singer approaches the underworld, where he will join his fellow satanic conspirators in immortality.


Line by Line Meaning

On the day of my final sacrifice
Referring to the day of the writer's own death, whenever it may be and however it may occur.


The chilling steel open my veins
The writer will end their life by their own hand, using a cold and sharp instrument to bleed themselves.


Blood staines my skin
As the blood flows from the writer's veins, it covers their flesh, staining it red.


Silver chalice must be filled
A cup or goblet made of silver needs to be filled with the writer's blood in a ritualistic act.


Drinking the poisoned blood
The writer must drink from the silver chalice, which contains blood that has been purposefully contaminated with a poison.


I enter my shadowed coffin
After drinking the poisoned blood, the writer climbs into a coffin that has been set aside for them.


Two goathorns in my hands
The writer holds two horns from a goat, which is a symbol of Satanism often used in rituals.


I raise my arms and close my eyes
With their arms raised and eyes closed, the writer is preparing to receive some sort of spiritual communication or signal.


To receive the infernal hails
The writer is waiting to hear and interpret messages that are believed to come from the underworld or hell.


From my brother in the land of the damned
The person sending the messages is considered family or a fellow follower of Satanism who is located in a place of suffering and torment.


The howling wind blows in the naked trees
The sound of the wind can be heard, and it is causing the bare trees to stir.


Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark
The light of the moon is casting a glow on the fields, which would otherwise be dark.


Below me, the path to the cemetery
The writer is situated above or on top of a path which leads to a graveyard or cemetery.


Where my spiritual brothers take me
The writer is being led or taken by fellow Satanists who are part of the same spiritual community.


They halt at the shadows of an oak
The group of Satanists stops walking when they reach the dark, shaded area beneath an oak tree.


My nocturnal funeral commence
The time has come for the writer's midnight funeral procession and ceremonies to begin.


Lying in my blasphemous sleep
The writer is symbolically 'sleeping' in the coffin, which is seen as an act of disrespect towards religious and cultural norms.


I am lowered down to the pit
The coffin is being lowered into the grave, or pit, where the writer's body will be buried.


A raven sings my last song
A bird associated with dark omens and death, the raven's call is seen as the writer's final farewell.


As the wolves howl their goodbyes
The howling of wolves is another symbol of the end of the writer's time on earth, and of their souls moving on to another realm.


The funeral moon glows strongly now
The moon is particularly bright and visible on this night, and is seen as a powerful symbol of the funeral rites occurring.


For I am nearly there
The writer is close to completing the journey into the underworld or the afterlife.


This night of late october
The events of the song take place during the time of year that is typically associated with Halloween, Samhain, and other similar holidays or rituals.


The darkside open it's gate
A reference to passing into the afterlife or another realm, which is seen as opening a 'gate' or door.


Morbid souls wait for me
Other souls who have passed into the realm of the dead are waiting for the writer to join them.


- For satanic conspiracy
The writer is participating in or is involved with the goals and activities of a larger community of Satanists, and is seen as contributing to a larger plan or strategy.


Flowers of doom
A symbol of death or macabre floral arrangements that are commonly used in funeral ceremonies.


Rising in bloom
The flowers mentioned earlier are being displayed or shown in some way.


You will see
The writer is calling out to an audience or listener, telling them to take notice of what is happening and how the ceremony is being conducted.


Our immortality!
The writer and other followers of Satanism believe that they will live on in some capacity, whether through their legacy, spiritual practices, or other means.




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Written by: LEIF GYLVE NAGELL

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Chief Mangas

Darkthrone- Under A Funeral Moon (1993)

Tracklist:

Side One
1. Natassja in Eternal Sleep 00:00
2. Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust 03:23
3. The Dance of Eternal Shadows 08:29
4. Unholy Black Metal 11:56

Side Two
5. To Walk the Infernal Fields 15:19
6. Under a Funeral Moon 22:59
7. Inn i de dype skogers favn 27:54
8. Crossing the Triangle of Flames 33:09



Blood Lust

Side A 1.Natassja in Eternal Sleep03:33  Hide lyrics Alcohol is in my veins...
Tears fall as I think of you
The true memory you left me with
is a key to the wine of melancholy

I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows
As you Burned on that stake they burnt
my soul as well
Your pure feelings, your flaming hate
it was not enough

Natassja, my beloved satanic witch
The power in your eyes and yourself
Worked for the noble in man
Pass the bottle, pass the knife
Pass me your unholy crafts

I shall never forget you, the best
of all there is, I lick your cold lips
I embrace your coffin as I sigh in woe
You never kissed the priest, you never
Drank the blood of jesus. Weird, they say
well, turn it upside down like you did
and they Kill, KILL, and they take you away...

Now, centuries later, I do yours and my sign
You live in me, like you moved in with my soul
Your resurrection is the spirit of you
Installed in me. So now, your thoughts
and your pains are my wine; and Natassja
I'll get these goddam angels drunk...2.Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust05:18  Hide lyrics Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul
Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe
All souls coloured the face of the moon
Shall suffer the eclipse

You must know that I no longer can see
the difference of dream and reality
For the walls have been sieged
And conquered by our

Dark Satanic Blasphemy

I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight
My eyes suffer from eternal sparks
So shut the lids and dream so I can see
the trident clearer than ever now

And in my darkest fantasy
And as I reach for hell
I am free...

Hearses are raining from the open sky
Megalomania reigns supreme
Chilled in horror - Christian death
They leaned too long to stand a Fall

I bend to receive
the lust and pain
Beat me jesus
And we will win3.The Dance of Eternal Shadows03:44  Hide lyrics I must embrace visual Hell
to satisfy us
Rape the whores in blasphemy
I am him while I feast upon your flesh

Glance into my eyes
and see the darkest shadows dancing
Playing in the desert of my life
Burning, -
and my soul is descending...

Lover of all - Face the apocalypse
You fade away under the black rain
and flowers remain

Flowers to step on, flowers to burn

I am ready for the god below
Red flesh to penetrate my skin
To steel my soul away
To the grave I seek
Until I'm feeling weak...

But there's fire
In my heart, in my eyes
In his body, in his eyes
And in his lovely kingdom4.Unholy Black Metal03:31  Hide lyrics When the sun has died
When the angels are blind
When the fog lies thick
over the palace of god

When the fullmoon lights the earth
When the wolves gather in the open
When blood rains from heaven high
and from the pearly gates

When Jehova's hordes are slaughtered
When disciples twelve are dead
When beliefs of eastern lands
are raped and raped again

When the whore of babylon rides
When pity turns to hate
When all sons of satan
sodomise the lambs of Christ

When the gates have all been opened
When the funerals never end
When Satans power paint our hearts
and satisfies our souls

When witches burn the priests
When the ancient one returns
When the demons ride the nuns
with their horns of dark desireSide B5.To Walk the Infernal Fields07:50  Hide lyrics From the abode of demons
A wing of the pentagram
Comes the juice that painted
My heart and my soul

Swept in black they are
Swept in black I am

From this soul come the eyes
that will look upon your ten
Beautiful heads with delight

My heart is the one
that will tend to your flames
and make them mine
We share this spirit
My heart is yours...

I am your disciple
and therefore my own
Your weapon I will be
with the demons that possess me
We'll ride the seven sins of death
that takes me to katharsis

The sign of your horns
is my dearest vision
They impale all holy and weak

You watch me face the mirror
and see desecration
With my art I am the fist
in the face of god6.Under a Funeral Moon05:07  Hide lyrics On the day of my final sacrifice
the chilling steel open my veins
Blood stains my skin
Silver chalice must be filled...

Drinking the poisoned blood
I enter my shadowed coffin
Two goathorns in my hands
I raise my arms and close my eyes
to receive the infernal hails
from my brother in the land of the damned

The howling wind blows in the naked trees
Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark
Below me, the path to the cemetary
where my spiritual brother take me

They halt at the shadow of an oak
My nocturnal funeral commence
Laying in my blasphemous sleep
I am lowered down to the pit

A raven sings my last song
as the wolves howl their goodbyes
The funeral moon glows strongly now
for I am nearly there

This night of late October
the darkside opens its gate
Morbid souls wait for me
For satanic conspiracy

Flowers of doom
Rising in bloom
You will see
Our immortality!7.Inn i de dype skogers favn05:25  Hide lyrics Det gaar en vei over fjellet
Inn i de dype skogers savn
Garder her led grusom skjebne
Ved likbaal sørget mang en ravn

Pesten trod den Norske mark
Fra havn over land til annen havn
Med tunge subbende skritt den seg
Inn i de dype skogers favn
Dauden i sort gjorde sjelen frossen,
Gjorde huden veik under en norrøn himmel

Det gaar en vei over fjellet
Inn i de dype skogers favn
Langsom vandring fører meg
Inn i det dunkle skogsriket

For aa finde en gard, eldet og forlatt
Fra en ensom, sort og endeløs natt...8.Crossing the Triangle of Flames06:13  Hide lyrics Engulfed in frost
I sailed our dreams
Gloomy inner landscapes come to life

I am the wolf in the darkest scene
Phantasms sweep my role
I am Lucifer, I bring you light and pride

Three steps for the white

A journey for the black
No flags for the ten lines
(but) I'll shoot you full of signs

In other dimensions
My visions grew black wings
You wouldn't know if I was him

The dragon rises before me
I'll fornicate the beast
Possess me as I burn
Into your painted realm



All comments from YouTube:

Chief Mangas

Darkthrone- Under A Funeral Moon (1993)

Tracklist:

Side One
1. Natassja in Eternal Sleep 00:00
2. Summer of the Diabolical Holocaust 03:23
3. The Dance of Eternal Shadows 08:29
4. Unholy Black Metal 11:56

Side Two
5. To Walk the Infernal Fields 15:19
6. Under a Funeral Moon 22:59
7. Inn i de dype skogers favn 27:54
8. Crossing the Triangle of Flames 33:09

Sergio Benton

@Grady Santiago glad I could help :)

Grady Santiago

@Sergio Benton It did the trick and I now got access to my account again. I am so happy!
Thanks so much you saved my ass :D

Grady Santiago

@Sergio Benton Thanks so much for your reply. I found the site through google and I'm trying it out atm.
I see it takes a while so I will get back to you later when my account password hopefully is recovered.

Sergio Benton

@Grady Santiago Instablaster =)

Grady Santiago

i dont mean to be so off topic but does someone know of a way to get back into an Instagram account..?
I stupidly lost my password. I would appreciate any assistance you can give me!

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Jesus Christ

My favorite Darkthrone album

Triglav20

Favorite Darkthrone album and favorite album of Black Metal, best release of all time for me. The icy sound give me the chills every time.

matthead

😂

Liu Souza

Amén Jesus!

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