Burzum

This is war
I Lie wounded on wintry ground
With hundred with corpses around
Many Wounded crawl helplessly around
On the blood red snowy ground

War

Trics of the (ha ha) suffering sound
Trics for help to all their dead Moms

War

Many hours of music
Many drops of blood
Many shiverings and now I am dead
And still we must never give up