Blood Cracks Open the Ground - Satyricon

At the gate of nightfall

With the sword of ages

Comes the spring of darkness

On the plains of nowhere

Blood runs hot with my buried fathers

Screams

Wounds

Scars

Tombs

Will to stand

(To) stand alone

Face the loss

Face the glory

Now

River runs down the upstream

Light forcing its way, through the surface

Anarcy and free will

Thus spoke the elders

Blood Cracks Open The Ground

Ravens flee

Pitch black

Another mind

Another dawn

Blood Cracks Open the Ground

Distant Roars

Dying Stars

Fading Blades

Never forget

At the gate of nightfall

With the sword of ages

Comes the spring of darkness

On the plains of nowhere

Blood runs hot with my buried fathers