Interpret:

Darkthrone

Album:

Under A Funeral Moon

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