Blasphemer Lyrics
melted in my handAs clear as my gleaming sorrowA spectral fascinationFor irony to serveare the glorious those who triumphin a kingdom of eternity?...a castle of sandwhose roof has sheltered myI sense "the absence of triumph and lustabruptly rising to cover the glory in sand"A whore gave birth to the flies...who flew away with my beautyA virgin gave birth to my masksI simulate the absence"To enter a kingdom offlesh - a ghastly worn shadowA fiery picture of poet in hel"Forlorn I was as poets should beI am as chosen as the weaver himself.
Darkthrone Blasphemer
