Тексты песен Darkthrone

Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pr

Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (A fruitless endeavour) and no one cares! ... no they don't - ah! Seen stumbling around in dark