Grimness Of Which Shepherds Mourn

Darkthrone

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    ["Summer of the Diobolical Holocaust" from "Under a Funeral Moon"]
    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...

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