מילים לשיר Blasphemer – Darkthrone

In the quest for shudders I was as the absence
melted in my hand
As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination
For irony to serve
are the glorious those who triumph
in a kingdom of eternity?
.a castle of sand
whose roof has sheltered my
I sense "the absence of triumph and lust
abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand" A whore gave birth to the flies
.who flew away with my beauty
A virgin gave birth to my masks I simulate the absence
"To enter a kingdom of
flesh A fiery picture of poet in hel" Forlorn I was as poets should be
I am as chosen as the weaver himself.