Come Warfare, The Entire Doom - Darkthrone

Now the time has come

Creep, bleed, pain, you die

Regret, confess, tears, you lie

Mourningstar, the coldest steel

From the beginning, ignorant, bare and cold

Learning slow, no real path to go

Struck by the stars, again and again

Growing in confidence, but still without balls

You are not welcome

Scraping on the door, but it’s sealed

The false agenda, biting its tail

The times of glory lies dead, crawling backwards

Remorse is just a distant treasure

All systems fail, organic doom

Fear planted, seeds of steel