Crushing with the wrath of old
Bone awl
From these woods
from these rivers
from under the rocks
from the vast fields
of eternal melancholy
I rampage through
I pillage and I plunder
crushing the infidels
and their pitiful screams
from my roots
I find my strength
from beneath the surface
I gain my superiority
from these rivers
from under the rocks
from the vast fields
of eternal melancholy
I rampage through
I pillage and I plunder
crushing the infidels
and their pitiful screams
from my roots
I find my strength
from beneath the surface
I gain my superiority
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Mais ouvidas de Bone awl
ver todas as músicas- Life is Blood Red
- I Have Never Met Him
- Land of Tar
- These Days Are Marked
- Finally Gone
- One Nothing Between
- Charge of Cowardice
- It's All Death
- Culture Denied
- The Great Violence
- Tollund Man
- Without Hate We Have Nothing
- Gray Heaps That Never Rot
- Bless the Plague
- Head Of Silence
- Circles of Hair
- Crowned In Martyrmony
- White With Sepulchres
- Without Hesitation
- Black Wings