Satyricon - The Forest Is My Throne lyrics

rate me

Through years of knowledge, man rode the wings of evil

Through the enormous winter, three years without summer

Prepared for the battles of the north

I sat on my throne and watched between

The skies of a cold northern light

Knowing this was my ground, but those who turned their backs

Against my throne, only got my sword on their back!

I rose from my throne, and walked away with the wind

Through centuries of weakness

Only the strong follow me, on my crusade of darkness

In this land where the forest is my throne

I have come to re-hunt