in the shadow of the horns
 

* darkthrone parçası.







Face of the Goat in the Mirror



Eyes Burn like



* October Sunrise



As Once they Gazed upon the Hillside



Searching for the Memories...







In the Shadow of the Horns



only seen by the Kings



of the Dawn



* First Millennium



upon the Thrones







In the Shadow of the Horns



Cleansed like the air in the Night



World Without End









* a Race of the Cursed Seeds



for five United Forces



in the Eternal Dawn



the Kings that held



* heads high







The Triumph of chaos - Has Guided our Path



we Circles the holy Sinai - Our Swords Gave Wings



Invisible force of our Abyssic Hate



Our seeds Boil as we gaze upon the New Millennium







Weeping by the Graves of the Glorious Ones





* the hardened Frost Melts Away



Clouds Gather across a Freezing Moon



I kiss the Goat - Witchcraft Still Breathes