Darkthrone
(The) Grimness Of Which Shepherds Mourn
I stand alone
in a valley filled with starlight
my eyes suffer
from eternal sparks
So shut the lids and dream so I can see
the trident clearer than ever now
And in my darkest fantasy
And as I reach for Hell
In my darkest fantasy
I reach for Hell
and I am Free...
From Letras Mania