paroles de chanson The Pagan Winter - Darkthrone
Horned
master
of
endless
time
Summon
thy
unholy
disciples
Trained
for
centuries
to
come
Gather
on
the
highest
mountain
United
by
hatred;
The
final
superjoint
ritual...
This,
the
pagan
winter
Kept
for
the
obscure
ones
Candles
hold
the
only
light
Sextons
hide
in
fear
For
this
eternal
winter
A
new
god
ruled
the
sky
The
million
hands
of
joy
Have
something
holy
to
burn
From
the
top
of
the
world
one
could
see
The
white
light
servants
flee
Engulfed
in
an
infernal
cyclone
Created
by
our
blasphemy
Religious
bodies
crossed
the
sky
The
vision
was
our
wine
Roar
of
fire,
feeble
fools
Into
the
furnace
fire
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