Mother North How can they sleep While their beds are burning
Mother North
Your fields are bleedingMemories...the invisible Wounds
Pictures that enshrine your throne are goneA future benighted
Still they are blind
Pigeonhearted beings of flesh and bloodKeeps closing their eyes For the dangers that threaten
Ourselves and our natureAnd that is why they all enrage me
Sometimes in the dead of the night I mesmerize my soul
Sights and visions Prophecies and horror They all come in one
Mother North
United we stand, together we walkPhantom North I'll be there when you hunt them down
- Satyricon "Mother North"
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