Throw Me Through the Marshes - Darkthrone

Carry me through thick and secret walls

Wedge me into stone

Throw me through the marshes

Hide me in the dreams of the blind

Drag you screaming through my ignorant bliss

Fly you under each lake

Pedestal you in caves and dungeons

(And) engulf us in bone

These are the blue collared masonists

Yearning for transparent reign

Constructor of nein worlds

Built by force of bitter refusal

He had something to show you

(A) dramatic ancient slab in the mountains

A fragment of your life, it follows

Clings on towards that dying day

Deathbed