When they released their full-length album "Blodsband (Blood Religion Manifest)" they got good reviews and many saw the album as one of the best that has been released for a long time in the black metal scene. The band's later releases moved more into a dark folk direction.
Crisis of Faith
Sigrblot Lyrics
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May their treachery be remembered and memories cursed! As did emperors and kings, the rulers seek immortality in monuments. Their ruins shall remain to tell the story of the final times of tyrants who manipulated the past to control our future.
We have explored, triumphed and ruled – such is the way of man. Now we are to apologize, to stand in debt to those once conquered? For collective guilt we should stand and watch our heritage raped, to do nothing as our future follow the cattle down the valley of death? Hah! I owe nothing to anyone but my own race. In the end I will probably not have changed anything – but rather spit in the shepherd's eye than to follow his cain.
May their treachery be remembered and memories cursed! As did emperors and kings, the rulers seek immortality in monuments. Their ruins shall remain to tell the story of the final times of tyrants who manipulated the past to control our future
The tides of time will always wash and ebb. Ages come to pass, leaving legacy in memory – remembrance of martyrs fading into legends. Tales of betrayal forever carved in stone. Peace at last to men of good will... and Death at last to treacherous bastards!
The lyrics to Crisis of Faith by Sigrblot offer a bleak and cynical view of the world and its rulers. The song opens with a scathing critique of the way history is distorted by those in power, leading to the spiritual emptiness and confusion of the masses. This feeling of disillusionment is compounded by the reference to the second Great Plague, which has left people feeling hopeless and questioning whether they even deserve to exist. The singer wonders whether he has become a prophet who doubts his own vision, suggesting a loss of faith and conviction in his own beliefs.
As the song progresses, the lyrics become increasingly angry and vengeful. The rulers are denounced as treacherous and their actions are cursed, while the singer refuses to apologize or feel guilt for past conquests. There is a fierce determination to resist the control of the shepherd figure, and a willingness to spit in his eye rather than to follow him. The final verse has a sense of nihilistic triumph, with the singer welcoming death as a release from the suffering and chaos of the world, and gloating at the destruction of those who have betrayed humanity.
Overall, Crisis of Faith seems to be a rejection of traditional authority and an embrace of radical individualism and fatalism. The language is vivid and confrontational, with a strong sense of anger and defiance. The song paints a vivid image of a world in crisis, where the past is manipulated and the future seems bleak, and offers a stark challenge to listeners to take control of their own lives and beliefs.
Line by Line Meaning
Living under this scourge of historical distortion, bound by the laws of the puppet masters' whores – what is a life to live among hollow bodies with no soul?
Living in a world where the truth has been distorted, and we are controlled by those who hold the power – what is the point of living among people who have lost their spirit? We have all become victims of the disease that is destroying us from within.
Our spirits fell victim with the coming of the second Great Plague. Why do they bother to breathe when they are not alive? This must surely be the endtimes that has fallen upon us.
The Great Plague has robbed us of our spirits, leaving us without purpose or meaning. We question the point of living in a world where there is no real life left. It seems like the end of the world is upon us.
Is it possible I have become a prophet who doubts his own vision? Perhaps this is all for the best, I'm no longer sure we deserve to exist.
I wonder if I have become a prophet who can no longer trust his own vision. Maybe it is better if we cease to exist, as we are not worthy of life in a world full of deceit, lies and betrayal.
May their treachery be remembered and memories cursed! As did emperors and kings, the rulers seek immortality in monuments. Their ruins shall remain to tell the story of the final times of tyrants who manipulated the past to control our future.
Let us remember and curse those who have betrayed us. The rulers seek to immortalize themselves through monuments, just like emperors and kings of the past. However, their ruins will remain to tell the story of their fall and the final times of their tyranny.
We have explored, triumphed and ruled – such is the way of man. Now we are to apologize, to stand in debt to those once conquered? For collective guilt we should stand and watch our heritage raped, to do nothing as our future follow the cattle down the valley of death? Hah! I owe nothing to anyone but my own race. In the end I will probably not have changed anything – but rather spit in the shepherd's eye than to follow his cain.
We have explored, triumphed and ruled – this is the way of man. Now we are supposed to apologize and pay a debt to those we once conquered? We are expected to watch as our heritage is destroyed and our future is doomed to a similar fate? I owe nothing to anyone but my own race. I may not have changed anything in the end, but I would rather rebel against those in power than to blindly follow them.
We sing the deathsongs awaiting calamity, grinning as your world is torn asunder. I will welcome and embrace death knowing that it will claim you all!
We sing songs of death, waiting for the world to be destroyed, while watching it fall apart. I will welcome and embrace death, knowing that it will take everyone with it.
The tides of time will always wash and ebb. Ages come to pass, leaving legacy in memory – remembrance of martyrs fading into legends. Tales of betrayal forever carved in stone. Peace at last to men of good will... and Death at last to treacherous bastards!
The tides of time will always continue to flow. As ages pass, they leave behind a legacy of memories, including the remembrance of martyrs who become legends. The tales of betrayal will be forever remembered. In the end, men of good will find peace... while the treacherous bastards will finally meet their demise.
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