>>4050
Black Metal gets it:
The northern winds carried the vision
of a time yet to be
when the cold breath of evil once ascends from it's throne
To join me as one with the night
in the light of moon
to let me inhale the mist of my sorrows
Let them flow through my veins
and awaken the malice the convulsion to be reborn
like Fenris unbound from its chains
So that I could forever
wander in search for his morbid heart
and leave behind just the footsteps in the snow.
Towards a gate between life
and oneness with darkness on a path made
of crushed joyless frozen flowers
I will never look behind me
the desolate dark awaits
only once reaching out
to crush the memory of life
Wandering into the endless depths
of the dying horizon
to disappear
in the raging funeral snowfall
In obscurity
encircled by the coiling shapes in ice
with eyes staring into the silent infinity where eternity awaits.
Where eternity awaits.