[bluemoon24]

* darkthrone parçası.







Where Cold Wings Blow I



* laid to Rest



I Can not reach my Rusty Weapons



the Blood and Sword that Guided my Path



for they Drowned in the Sands of Wisdom







I was, indeed, a King of the Flesh



My Blackened Edges still they were Sharp



Honoured by the Carnal Herds



but asketh thou: Closed are the Gates?







My Mind cut my Winged Weapons



and Teeth that was my Pride



And from the Forest all would hear:



"Wisdom Opens the Gate for the King"







My Weapons Sighted - My Tears they Tasted



Summon my Warriors - To the Land of Desire



To the Domain of Hate - Where Cold Winds Blew



For Lust for Hell - We Rode with the North Wind







Only I could accomplish a fucken Self-deceit



There are only Two Paths - the Mind or the Sword



And the Mind was Open like the Sights in a Dream



But the Sword was like a Stone around my neck







I Entered the Soul of the Snake



and Slept with the Armageddish Whore





* without my Throne and my Weapons



Where Cold Winds Blow became my Grave