Ihsahn

These are barren lands austere and cold Desert night of frozen time Endless fields of Has lost is trail The blood of war Cold lair howling winds of sand hunger violence solitary godless This scenery so far so burned so beautiful It yearns for more Th

Come suffering, Apocalypse Release the fires of Hell I call upon destruction and despair Here the days of slumber end I beckon the night to live and overcome the fear Come sin, come shame congregation of contempt I bid you welcome to the pyre Will ou

I don't know what I fear The most What I am Or what I'm not Too proud Too ashamed Incompatible With myself Cold, invincible Siamese twin By every dawn New nights begin The chemistry Of the fallen soul That being broken Is what makes it whole 专辑:Das S

The Paranoid - Ihsahn This sphere of isolation A hall of mirrors multiplying Grotesque featuresof a golden idol Melting fast in the firesof confession And the shame feeds the anger feeds the shame feeds the anger feeds the shame And the shame feeds t