Lyrics Blasphemer - Darkthrone
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
hell"
Forlorn
I
was
as
poets
should
be
I
am
as
chosen
as
the
weaver
himself
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