To Walk The Infernal Fields Lyrics
A wing of the pentagramComes the juice that paintedMy heart and my soulSwept in black they areSwept in black I amFrom this soul comes the eyesThat will look upon your tenBeautiful heads with delightMy heart is the oneThat will tend to your flamesAnd make them mineWe share this spirit -My heart is yours...I am your discipleAnd therefore my ownYour weapon I will beWith the demons that posesses meWe'll ride the seven sins of deathThat takes me to KatharianThe sign of your hornsIs my dearest visionThey impale all holy and weakYou watch me face the mirrorAnd see desecrationWith my art I am the fistIn the face of god
Darkthrone To Walk The Infernal Fields
