In His Lovely Kingdom
by Darkthrone· from Goatlord
Lover of all
Face the Apocolypse
You fade away under the black rain
And flowers remain
Flowers to step on
Flowers to burn
Am I ready for the god below
Red flesh to penetrate my skin
To steel my soul away
To the grave I seek
Until I'm feeling weak
But there's fire
In my heart, in my eyes
In his body, in his eyes
And in his lovely kingdom