The snow has covered the fields of north
And here the thirteen candles are lit
The eight-footed stallion is harnessed
Strength burns in our blackened hearts
Born for burning, I enter my mountain
Possesed by the darkest demons of old
And the spirits of my fathers long gone
This is truly a fine day to die
..in the everburning fire
The wind of destruction howls in my ears
My blood is frozen as the sun in setting
As I behold the blaze in the western sky
I am awakened by the everburning fire
Darkness, hear my call from this grave
I am become the destroyer of worlds
And the darkness gets ever thicker
But my eyes are opened by the everburning fire
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Cykranosh 16.08.2006 For Quorthon, his memory will never fade in my mind, his music will never fade in my mind, I will remember. I enter my mountain, possessed by the darkest demons of old, AND THE SPIRITS OF MY FATHERS LONG TIME GONE. |
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Cykranosh 09.06.2006 Enemmän Blood Fire Death ja Under The Sign of the Black Mark. ;) |
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GREV 30.05.2006 Tästä tuli mieleeni hieman Bathory... tuo Viking aikakauden sellainen... Hemmetin hyvin biisi soi ja valitettavaa ei löydy mistään osa-alueesta... |
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