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far above the ravengatethe spreaded wings of blashyrkh waitsAbove the roaring depthsSits the oath of frostOn the elder raventhroneOlder mountains sleeping in my sightBy chilling woods I standA grimly sound of naked windsIs all that shall ever be heard from hereCometh the rightful kings of highest hallsCry of tavens lurk the realmEternally through the noctambulant grimness...Demons stride at the gates of blashyrkh......Blashyrkh... Mighty ravendark...
Canzone stupenda.Testo1993a year of misery?darkness fills the sky.i hear the warriors cry.the legend tells a storyfrom a viking from the north,who met a death warriorblack metal was never really the same.the legend call it murderand the viking had survived.but the eyes of the death warriornever saw again the sun upon the sky.and the quintessence:everyone recognized war,that black metal isn't justentertainment anymore.i can still remembermy emotions so confused.my soul was seeking answers.no knife i let unused.so many questionsi had to satisfy.my soul was under torture,but i knew my way was righti see a cemetery fall asleep under fogand i know the old days will never comeagain.1993, this year of misery was the knifewhich split the black metal scene apart.since that mighty day black metal split his way,and the unity was never the same again.lies, rumors and hate. moneymaking, sadnessand shameand all this by, the day as burzum killed mayhem.remember this day! remember this way!that you never betray, what here leads youon your way!and i never will forgetthe day as this both warriors met.the blood was hot the moon was redand black metal created his own grave.and i dream from days beforeblack metal maniacs, no whore,in the legions of warthe demons in our heads the law.so i summon you once again,we should never forget the painfrom older days in our veinswe now cut of that it can flow like rain.arrghh, this was the legend fromthe day as burzum killed mayhem.
