Darkthrone Cover Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist Five million Christians on a ride towards us Oh, I slaughtered the bunch with one single hit with my spear Five million women so alone in the night Oh, I had them all satisfied profusely every night by myself Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice Oh, they ran when I rose to face them Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship Oh, I steadily walked home and I only got wet on my feet No single book were beholden by me Oh, no question I cannot do answer Only one single lamp do show me this way And that is the eye of Satan
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