Letra Blasphemer de Dark Throne (Darkthrone) original

lyrics by Carl-Michael>
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence
melted in my hand
As clear as my gleaming sorrow
A spectral fascination
For irony to serve
are the glorious those who triumph
in a kingdom of eternity?
...a castle of sand
whose roof has sheltered my
I sense 'the absence of triumph and lust
abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand'
A whore gave birth to the flies
...who flew away with my beauty
A virgin gave birth to my masks
I simulate the absence
'To enter a kingdom of
flesh - a ghastly worn shadow
A fiery picture of poet in hel'
Forlorn I was as poets should be
I am as chosen as the weaver himself.