{Passing by} an old and raped Village
Mortiis Lyrics


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Through boughs and leaves and stone on ground.
I feel a prescence of evil, a silent sound...

A village old, pillaged and raped,
houses rotten or burnt...
Here are signs of battles of old...
Raided for their virgins and gold...
From cometh this evil air?
This pressing warning of danger?

Mayhaps the folk whom once lived here
are now cursing this place, and all who behold?

And evil place once lovely and fair...
Its garden are grey now, and sad voices haunt the village...
Houses rotten, fallen roofs... Winds gushing through...

I wonder who raped and pillaged here...
And what meaneth the signs painted on those doors
that have yet not fallen to the ground...
Where did the fair virgins go, and what are of them today?

Mystic this place is and I fear my questions
will stay unanswered, untill my dying day...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Mortiis's song "Passing by" describe the singer's encounter with an old, once lovely and fair village that has been pillaged and raped. As the singer walks through the village, he senses a presence of evil and a silent sound that fills him with a pressing warning of danger. The houses in the village are either rotten, burnt, or have fallen roofs, and there are signs of battles of old that suggest the villagers were raided for their virgins and gold. The singer wonders who raped and pillaged the village and what happened to the villagers who once lived there. He feels the place is mystic and that his questions will remain unanswered until his dying day.


Line by Line Meaning

Through boughs and leaves and stone on ground.
As I walk through the forest, I sense a feeling of unease and foreboding.


A village old, pillaged and raped,
This village was once peaceful, but now it has been destroyed and taken over by violence and cruelty.


houses rotten or burnt...
All of the buildings in the village are damaged or destroyed, with signs of fire and decay.


Here are signs of battles of old...
The village shows many signs of past conflicts, with weapons and remains scattered throughout.


Raided for their virgins and gold...
The attackers were motivated by their desire for both the women and the riches of the village.


From cometh this evil air?
The atmosphere in the village is heavy and oppressive, as if something truly sinister lingers there.


This pressing warning of danger?
There is a sense of imminent peril that hangs over the village, with a constant feeling of impending doom.


Mayhaps the folk whom once lived here
Perhaps those who once called this village home now mourn and lament their lost way of life.


are now cursing this place, and all who behold?
It's possible that the former residents of the village are now placing a curse on anyone who dares to come and witness what has been done to their home.


And evil place once lovely and fair...
This village was once a beautiful and idyllic place, but now it has been turned into a dark and malevolent environment.


Its garden are grey now, and sad voices haunt the village...
The gardens that once bloomed with life and vitality are now devoid of color, and the echoes of sorrowful cries can be heard throughout the area.


Houses rotten, fallen roofs... Winds gushing through...
The homes in the village are in a state of disrepair, with roofs that have collapsed and windows that are shattered. The wind whistles through the abandoned streets.


I wonder who raped and pillaged here...
The singer ponders over who could have possibly committed such an atrocity.


And what meaneth the signs painted on those doors that have yet not fallen to the ground...
There are markings on the doors of the remaining standing buildings that may contain clues as to what truly happened in the village.


Where did the fair virgins go, and what are of them today?
The singer is left to wonder what became of the young women who were taken from the village by the attackers.


Mystic this place is and I fear my questions will stay unanswered, untill my dying day...
The village holds an air of mystery that even the most curious of individuals will be unable to unravel completely. The questions raised by the destruction of this once-beautiful settlement will remain unanswered forever.




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Mario Asmus

Mortiis Era 1 , the best dark dungeon musik ever !

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Through boughs and leaves and stone on ground.
I feel a presence of evil, a silent sound.
An evil place once lovely and fair.
It's gardens are grey, sad voices of despair.
A village old, pillaged and raped.
All the houses are rotten or burnt.
Here are signs of battles of old.
Raided for the virgins and their gold.
From where cometh this evil air?
The pressing warning of danger.