LIVE GALLERY: Mayhem, Marduk & Immolation at Electric Brixton, London
Follow its call. Follow the freezing moon.
Follow its call. Follow the freezing moon.
Sire of sin, you embody me. Undivine.
Looking through the eyes of a new machine.
There is nothing real outside our perception of reality, is there?
Leave her to sing her withered songs, In tunnels painted like the dawn.
We live in spite of you.
I will remember when ghosts were mighty, and I will laugh and catch my own tears.
A portal to a damned land.
Behold a time in which the hand of Karma guides the wheel.