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a of misery?
Darkness the sky.
I hear the cry.
The legend a story
From a from the north,
Who met a Warrior
Black Metal was never the same.
The legend call it
And the had survived.
But the eyes of the Death
saw again the sun upon the sky.
And the
Everyone war,
That Metal isn't just
anymore.
I can remember
My so confused.
My soul was answers.
No I let unused.
So questions
I had to satisfy.
My soul was torture,
But I my way was right
I see a cemetery asleep under fog
And I the old days will never come
Again.
1993, this year of misery was the
which split the Black Metal apart.
Since mighty day Black metal split his Way,
And the unity was the same again.
Lies, rumors and hate. Moneymaking,
And
And all by, the Day as Burzum Killed Mayhem.
Remember this day! Remember way!
you never betray, what here leads you
On way!
And I never will
The day as this both met.
The blood was hot the was red
And Metal created his own grave.
And I dream days before
Black Maniacs, no whore,
In the of war
The demons in our the law.
So I you once again,
We should never forget the
From older days in our
We now cut of that it can flow rain.
Arrghh, was the legend from
The Day as killed Mayhem.