Текст песни Trollisk behaviour

Corpse - painted face, the axe - in your hand, tyrrany - rides the mind, darkness - to embrace, hiding - in the trees, black metal - in your head, spikenails - all over you, satan - in our soul, riding - through the wind, bitterness - in our veins, our culture - crucified, the power - of our gods, colours - fade to black, noise - is our cult, spirits - forgotten soon, nameless - we walk the earth, a trolisk, rotten, arisk behaviour