During 1997-98 the band relocated to Turku. All the band members have lived in Lohja, and Albert is currently living there. They pay homage for their hometown by using the "Lohja Power" text in the backcovers of their releases.
The band had planned a totality of five albums "Songs from the Funereal World" being the third, "Heavier Than Life" the fourth and "How It Was Meant to Be" the fifth and the last album. However, the band abandoned this plan and released only three albums before splitting up:
- In the Rectory of the Bizarre Reverend (2002, Spikefarm)
- II: Crush the Insects (2005, Spikefarm)
- III: So Long Suckers (2007, Spikefarm)
Other releases:
- Blood on Satan's Claw / Death in Spring (Split 7" with Ritual Steel, Metal Coven Records)
- Harbinger of Metal (EP, 2003, Spikefarm)
- Split with Orodruin (2004, Hellride Music)
- Slice of Doom (compilation, 2004, psycheDOOMelic)
- Split with Minotauri (2004, Metal Coven Records)
- Return to the Rectory (EP, 2004, Spikefarm)
- Slave of Satan (single, 2005, Spikefarm)
- Thulsa Doom (7" EP, 2006, Aftermath Music)
- Under the Sign of the Wolf [a tribute to Pentagram (US)] (Split 7" with Mannhai, 2006, The Church Within Records)
- Teutonic Witch (single, 2007, Spikefarm)
- Magick with Tears (compilation, 2008, Emissary Records)
As of late September 2007 here is a list of possible additional works featuring Reverend Bizarre as per their forum on Hellride Music:
- Split with Electric Wizard, feat. "The Gate of Nanna"(10"), Rise Above 2007/2008.
- Split with Kuolema, 2007/2008
- Split with Mr. Velcro Fastener. 2007/2008.
- Split with RΓ€ttΓΆ & Lehtisalo. 2007/2008
- In The Rectory Of The Bizarre Reverend gatefold 2LP, 2007, Storming Death
- "Death is Glory....Now". Compilation of all the rare tracks, early 2008, Spikefarm.
Line-up:
Albert Witchfinder (Sami Hynninen): vocals and bass
Peter Vicar (Kimi KΓ€rki): guitar
Earl of Void (Jari Pohjonen): drums and additional guitar
Especially Albert has numerous "side" projects which are often mentioned in the interviews. Many of these projects haven't even released anything, and some only exist as ideas. He makes ambient/martial music under the name Herven Agal, for example.
List of related bands/projects, past and present, which have released material:
- KLV
- The Candles Burning Blue
- March 15
- Azrael Rising
- Armanenschaft
- Opium Warlords
- The Puritan
- Orne
- Lord Vicar
Sorrow
Reverend Bizarre Lyrics
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Torturing myself with thoughts of her
Like a silent breeze of poisonous air, the sorrow comes
All those memories of better times fill my mind
How little I understood back in those days
Now, when all is gone, I see the value of everything that I have lost
In the silence of the night, I hear her voice
I know the day won't come that I am done with this longing
A night like this, I wish I could find my way out of this world
No matter how hard I try to forget and clear my mind
The sorrow comes
The sorrow of being left behind
The sorrow of the destroyed dream
The sorrow when all trust is gone
The sorrow giving birth to the will to die
Ooh, I know I should move forward and give something new a chance
But I am unable to break these bonds of what once used to be
Sometimes I can't help thinking there is only one way out
Through my own sorry death, in the hands of Azrael
The lyrics of Reverend Bizarre's "Sorrow" speak to a deep sense of longing and regret that the singer feels after losing someone they loved. The song describes how memories of better times fill their mind, and they come to realize the value of everything they have lost. Despite their efforts to forget and move on, they cannot escape the sense of sorrow that haunts them day and night.
The theme of the song is reinforced by imagery of a poisonous breeze and haunting voices that echo through the night. The singer's pain is so great that they contemplate death, seeing it as the only way out of their misery. The song is a powerful and poignant exploration of loss and grief, and the difficulty of letting go of something that was once precious.
Line by Line Meaning
Lying on my bed alone in the dead of the night
I am alone in my bed while it's quiet and dark outside.
Torturing myself with thoughts of her
I am causing myself emotional pain by constantly thinking about her.
Like a silent breeze of poisonous air, the sorrow comes
Sadness comes to me quietly and gradually like a poisonous breeze.
All those memories of better times fill my mind
I am overwhelmed by memories of happier times.
How little I understood back in those days
I realize now how little I appreciated what I had back then.
Now, when all is gone, I see the value of everything that I have lost
Now that everything is gone, I realize the importance of what I lost.
Still, her eyes are haunting me when I try to sleep
Even when I try to rest, I can't stop thinking about her eyes.
In the silence of the night, I hear her voice
When it is quiet at night, I can hear her voice in my head.
I know the day won't come that I am done with this longing
I know that I will always feel this longing for her and it won't go away.
A night like this, I wish I could find my way out of this world
On a night like this, I wish I could escape this world and my emotions.
No matter how hard I try to forget and clear my mind
I have tried to forget about her and calm myself, but it doesn't work.
The sorrow of being left behind
I feel sad and alone because she left me.
The sorrow of the destroyed dream
My hopes and dreams have been shattered and it makes me sad.
The sorrow when all trust is gone
Losing trust in someone causes me great sadness.
The sorrow giving birth to the will to die
My sadness is so great that it makes me consider ending my own life.
Ooh, I know I should move forward and give something new a chance
I am aware that I should move on and try new things.
But I am unable to break these bonds of what once used to be
I am finding it difficult to let go of what we used to have.
Sometimes I can't help thinking there is only one way out
Sometimes I feel like suicide is the only option.
Through my own sorry death, in the hands of Azrael
I imagine dying a sorrowful death, possibly at the hands of Azrael, the angel of death.
Contributed by Alexander R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.