Behemoth – From horned lands to lindisfarne

they came from the cold northcarried on the wings of wavesno one knows the cultbloody acts were only a legend…eternal hate and horned sodomycame to the lands of virgin`s goodnessmoonless night showed me their returnI saw drakkars between the silence, in the dreamwhen the witches called the spirits from forestfrom hornedlands to lindisfarne…lords of the fjord, turned daylightinto december frost, fathers of iceproclaimed the new century, marked the pathswhich I follow now, enter the forestlike you open your veinsin the night of the pagan union

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