Skald Av Satans Sol
Darkthrone
Bard Of Satan's Sun
Darkness thickens
Night falls
Evil slumbers
The forest calls
Out here in the domain of the beast
Through a gloomy, musty forest
Angels run, angels flee
Away from my own churchyard
I stand under a cold wind
The darkness lifts from the angels' escape
I drink from the moon's cold
Pale light and worship Satan's sun
A cruel evil seeps in and fills body and soul
A sky of the dead
Torture and hatred
Darkness thickens
Night falls
Evil slumbers
The forest calls
Let me forever serve the seventy-two eternal fallen
In the cold darkness burning with the sly black
Worthy I am proclaimed as the unholy trinity's bard
When hell once calls, there is no way back
Darkness thickens
Night falls
Evil slumbers
The forest calls
