you submit to imagined tyranny
I rise in metaphysical revolt
I piss on your christ and I shit on mohammed
I impale old Moses on a rusty iron spike
with an open mouth for the birds to shit in
a fitting fate for a spewer of lies
that bastard god of yours
those vicious books of lies
if someone made the world that someone hates us all
My words are poetry
your words are slavery
you submit to imagined tyranny
I rise in metaphysical revolt
and while you feast on the excrements of kings and prophets
wallowing in the filth of your moralistic degradation
I walk over your bodies as they convulse in the ecstasy of suffering
the abuses of your god
I piss on your christ and I shit on mohammed
I cut off their heads
and cast them to the dogs
I'd say Havukruunu is the rightful holder of the Crown and the mantle of Quorthon. Epic choirs, vikingesque themes and tales from the other times, of the Finnish paganism back in the days before our ancestors were brought to the cross and forced to kneel while feeling the bloody sword of saviour on their throats made to kiss the hand of murderers who burnt thousands, tore down our holy places and took our holy days. Eyes teary I listen to these songs, never forgiving the crimes of the cross! Peikonmieli
A great demonstration of ability to perfectly mix aggression and melody. They continued showing to us how it's done right with their 2022 album. So, this is a band to watch out for. I absolutely love this brand of black metal. mourner