Текст песни Mayhem - View From Nihil (pt. I of II)
Mayhem - View From Nihil (pt. I of II) слова песни
For everything around me i experience is cold and deadThe blood of others is of a colder substance and tasteTherefore i must spill and serveThe blood that in me runs vibrantIn the frost of the dying minD.S. of western society i recreateIt will be the resurrectionOf the brotherhood of holy deathIn the year of the Holy Roman EmpireOf night times to come and lastThe day of which i shallLay my sword upon your throatsUpon the mighty warriorsOf the land of northern regionsUpon the shores of our desolate coast within the wavesI can see the wreckage floating ashore of the dyingcultureAnd so i greet those who still have eyes to observe andseeAnd who still have courage to break through into thedying light