Текст песни Where Cold Winds Blow - Darkthrone
Where
cold
winds
blow
I
was
layed
to
rest
I
can
not
reach
my
rusty
weapons;
The
blood
and
sword
that
guided
my
path
For
they
drowned
in
the
sands
of
wisdom
I
was,
indeed,
a
king
of
the
flesh
My
blackened
edges;
still
they
were
sharp
Honoured
by
the
carnal
herdes
But
asketh
thou:
closed
are
the
gates?
My
mind
cut
my
winged
weapons
The
teeth
that
was
my
pride
And
from
the
forest
all
would
hear:
"Wisdom
opens
the
gate
for
the
king"
My
weapons
sighted
- my
tears
they
tasted
Summon
my
warriors
- to
the
land
of
desire
To
the
domain
of
hate
- where
cold
winds
blew
For
lust
for
hell
- we
rode
with
the
north
wind
Only
I
could
accomplish
a
fucken
self-deceit
There
are
only
two
paths
- the
mind
or
the
sword
And
the
mind
was
open
like
the
sights
in
a
dream
But
the
sword
was
like
a
stone
around
my
neck
I
entered
the
soul
of
the
snake
And
slept
with
the
armageddish
whore
But
without
my
throne
and
my
weapons;
Where
cold
winds
blow
became
my
grave
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