Darkthrone - Summer Of The Diabolical Holocaust

Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul
Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe
Alls souls coloured the face of the moon
Shall suffer the eclipse

You must know that I can no longer see
The difference of dreams and reality
For the walls have been sieged
And conquered by our

Dark satanic blasphemy

I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight
My eyes suffer from eternal sparks
So shut the light and dream so I can see The trident clearer than ever now

And in my darkest fantasy
And as I reach for hell
I am free...

Hearers are raising from the open sky
Meglomania reigns supreme
Chilled in horror - Christian death
They learned how long to stand and pull

I head to receive
The lust and pain
Beat me Jesus
And we will win