ImaginE EArth without rEligionS

No wars. No poverty. No elites. Only accountability....a world where morality has no divine alibi.

THRALEN I: Everything In Between

“…Where it all began!”
Thralen I: Everything In Between book cover

Enter the origin point of the Thralen universe. Set in Northern Norway, Thralen: Everything In Between is a dark fantasy crime thriller where the supernatural does not arrive as myth, magic, or belief—but as an underlying force woven into reality itself. Investigations expose patterns that cannot be explained through psychology, faith, or tradition, revealing mechanisms that exist beneath human systems and long before them. This is not a story of gods, demons, or prophecy, but of presence, consequence, and an order that operates without asking to be believed.

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Thralen the trilogy novel, the anime and Grimonology are independent projects. No institutions. No sponsors. No guarantees. Support helps sustain the continued development of the Thralen universe and the interconnected work that brings it to life. An original science-fiction narrative from Northern Norway, mapping the planet’s transition from pre-apocalyptic instability through systemic collapse, and into the fractured, post-apocalyptic state that follows.

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Lyrics

Album: The Warlock Archives

Invocation Of The Veiled Litany
Vaer’thuun… Vaer’thuun… Khal’reth mora… Osha-gaia… Zhanu-ora… Vaer’thuun… Vaer’thuun… Ethur’gana moren'ula… Shaer-mora… azur'nuola Vaer’thuun… Vaer’thuun… Khal’reth mora… Vaer’thuun… Vaer’thuun… Zhanu-tira… Zhanu-ora… Zur-thal… For-sa... Zur-thal… Zur-thal... Zur-thal… For-sa... Thalan-Vora Zur-thal… For-sa... Zur-thal… Zur-thal... Zur-thal… For-sa... Thalan-Vora Zur-thal… For-sa... Zur-thal… Zur-thal... Zur-thal… For-sa... Thalan-Vora
No Religion
No more churches, no more mosques No religion, no remorse No more jesus, no more noise No religion, no remorse I'm ground zero to your voice No religion, no remorse No!... No religion! No theism, no more wars No more satan, no more cross No religion! No religion! No No religion, no remorse! No No religion, no remorse! No more churches, no more mosques No more jesus, no more noise I'm ground zero to your voice No theism, no more wars No more satan, no more cross No religion! No religion!
Human No More
Cold lungs bursting under tension. Heartbeat fading slow. A decade shattered into pressure. The horizon sank low. Rejected wasteland. Cut all ties. Walked into ice cage. Killed old lies. Frostbound silence grips. Ice carved armor. Silence drew blood. My demons turned iron. Broken from mortal. Carved out the rotten flesh. Leaped through the portal. Human no more. Human no more. Forging with Mother. Merged with her core. Breaking the pattern. Beyond the human lore. Let go—let go, Human no more. Let go—let go, Human no more. Ice shackles chose this broken form. Hate kept frozen; no more storm. Clothed as human, inside much more— truth unspoken; fury is born. Morning communion rising. Breath glows in the cold. Spirit rewired to chanting. Human no more. Broken from mortal. Carved out the rotten flesh. Leaped through the portal. Human no more. Human no more. Forging with Mother. Merged with her core. Breaking the pattern. Beyond the human lore. Let go—let go, Human no more. Let go—let go, Human no more. I have awoken. Air starts warning. Graves are forming. End is storming. I feel the tremors. Heeding her call. She marks the loyal. Whole world to destroy. Broken from mortal. Carved out the rotten flesh. Leaped through the portal. Human no more. Human no more. Forging with Mother. Merged with her core. Breaking the pattern. Beyond the human lore. Let go—let go, Human no more. Let go—let go, Human no more. Human no more. Human no more. Human no more.
Adreno Thrust
Thrust Thrust... Thrust... Venom in my bloodstream, pressure in my chest. World keeps breaking, but I never rest. Every pulse is warning, every breath a spark— I outrun the shadows, never fear the dark! Thrust… etched in my veins. Adreno thrust… cut through the chains. Thrust… burn through the storm. Adreno thrust… keep my hatred cold. Headlights on the wasteland, echoes in the wire. Feet against the quicksand, spine against the fire. Mind keeps racing forward, body stays in war— I’ve lived four lifetimes, I can take one more. Thrust… etched in my veins. Adreno thrust… cut through the chains. Thrust… burn through the storm. Adreno thrust… keep my hatred cold. Thrust… etched in my veins. Adreno thrust… cut through the chains. Thrust… burn through the storm. Adreno thrust… keep my hatred cold.
The Eternal
When the skies turned black, You never crawled. When the ground gave way, you still stood tall. Through every storm, You answered the call. Iron stays iron and that's why you're Paul! You were the spark, when the night froze cold. You kept your word, when the world got sold. Loyal as fire, steady as stone. The only one standing, when I stood alone. Why you're Paul That's why you're Paul That's why you're Paul That's why you're my Paul!
Witchfire
She carries every storm, Heart of mercury and gold, I stand in the flame, and burn off the cold The pain it’s not hers. she always feels it first. take the hit, take the burn. every rise, every turn. Witchfire… Witchfire… the one that i desire. Witchfire… Witchfire… when the world turns dire. Witchfire… Witchfire… no stone left to admire. Witchfire… Witchfire… burn -so she never tire. Just like the moon, pulls the tides inside. I’m the wall of steel where her shadows hide. No fear, no doubt— I’ll take every scar. Quiet force of sanity in world broken apart. Witchfire… Witchfire… the one that i desire. Witchfire… Witchfire… when the world turns dire. Witchfire… Witchfire… no stone left to admire. Witchfire… Witchfire… burn so she never tire. Witchfire, Witchfire, Witchfire, Witchfire, Witchfire… Witchfire… the one that i desire. Witchfire… Witchfire… when the world turns dire. Witchfire… Witchfire… no stone left to admire. Witchfire… Witchfire… burn so she never tire.
Ghost Transmission
Fractured circuits. Groundline shaking. Mother waking. Skies are breaking. You kept praying. She kept burning. Earth kept dying. You kept turning. You never listened. Now she’s risen. Fall into silence. I shape violence! She cracks heavens. She breaks tyrants. Your prayers vanish. I stand defiant! Forests fading. Oceans choking. Air is poison. Earth is smoking. She stayed silent. You stayed faithless. Now she’s ruthless. Now she’s ageless. You never listened. Now she’s risen. Fall into silence. I shape violence! She cracks heavens. She breaks tyrants. Your prayers vanish. I stand defiant! Faultlines open. Skies collapsing. No more mercy. No more asking. Steel is melting. Cities screaming. Mother hunting. No redeeming. You never listened. Now she’s risen. Fall into silence. I shape violence! She cracks heavens. She breaks tyrants. Your prayers vanish. I stand defiant! I stand defiant! I stand defiant!
Vixen
Fifteen suns ago, still hear your call. I was breaking down, you caught the fall. Rust in my head, you cut it clean. You were the spark inside the machine. Vixen… Vixen… ...from the void I was in. Vixen… Vixen… ...wires ran clean. Vixen… Vixen… ...you hit the switch. Vixen… Vixen… ...inside the machine. I was locked inside, couldn’t find the door. You reset my mind, rewrote the core. Nothing owed, no debt to claim— just a quiet mind cut through the frame. Vixen… Vixen… ...from the void I was in. Vixen… Vixen… ...wires ran clean. Vixen… Vixen… ...you hit the switch. Vixen… Vixen… Vixen… Vixen… ...from the void I was in. Vixen… Vixen… ...wires ran clean. Vixen… Vixen… ...you hit the switch. Vixen… Vixen… ...inside the machine.
Fuck you danny!
Twenty years wasted, twenty years gone. You broke the bond and kept moving on. All your empty silence— I carried it alone. Now I spit it out, I reclaim my throne. Fuck you, Danny. Fuck you, Danny. You walked away like I meant nothing. Fuck you, Danny. Fuck your violin too. You play your lies like a broken string. This isn’t revenge, this is release. I rise from the wreck while you stay in your peace. Fuck you, Danny. Fuck your violin too. I’m done carrying the ghost of you. Fuck you, Danny. Fuck you, Danny Fuck your violin too. I’m done carrying the ghost of you.
Gift Of The Archwitch
There are no words here. Only a passage. If the sequence is allowed to overlap by four seconds, and the cycle is permitted to repeat, the transition disappears. What sounds like an ending becomes continuity. What appears finished resumes without announcement. End and origin occupy the same moment.

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