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a of misery?
fills the sky.
I the warriors cry.
The legend a story
From a from the north,
Who met a Death
Metal was never really the same.
The call it murder
And the had survived.
But the eyes of the Warrior
saw again the sun upon the sky.
And the
recognized war,
That Metal isn't just
anymore.
I can still
My so confused.
My was seeking answers.
No I let unused.
So questions
I had to satisfy.
My was under torture,
But I my way was right
I see a fall asleep under fog
And I know the old days will never
Again.
1993, this of misery was the knife
which split the Black scene apart.
Since that mighty day 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! this way!
That you never betray, what leads you
On way!
And I never will
The day as this both met.
The was hot the moon was red
And Black created his own grave.
And I from days before
Metal Maniacs, no whore,
In the of war
The demons in our the law.
So I summon you again,
We should never the pain
From days in our veins
We now cut of it can flow like rain.
Arrghh, this was the legend
The Day as Burzum Mayhem.