Lyrics - The Serpents Harvest by Darkthrone

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Lyrics by
Satyr)
Feel the burning flameas the sun in the desert sand
Sense tghe grief as the knives of torment
Shreds your soul
Behold the harvest storm of spiritual rape
Hordes from infernal wastelands united
Under blackened wings
Souls under the serpents bannerwith common flesh
But a heart of scorn and painfull anger
Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might"
Gaze at the grey sky - hatred and poison
And from the vast towers of the underworldone could see shadows of
Them in darkcaves and endless halls
Trample down bronze gate of tartaros
Patient earthly men with (raised) bloodfilled chalices
Greeting
Their arrival for the battle of theages is at hand and when the garish slaveof the seeds of life has turned into atorrent of blood and the wolf has eaten the sheep
Stare into the galactic fog- armageddon has been achieved

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