The Foreshadowing Furnace - Dimmu Borgir

Fear tomorrow’s adversary

And the wealth of uprising

The final storm will be released

And the unmerciful will erect

Hidden from the eyes of your god

I will proclaim original sin

And have you all purged and purified

From the lies that remain within

Cleansed and draped in sulphur linen

Black and pure since the beginning

Mercy is not truth

Your sins are next to mine

Mercy is not truth

All your sins are next to mine

My soul’s ablaze

Inflamed with rage and isolated

In whirlwinds of hate

My soul’s ablaze

Yet camouflaged in the haze

Why did he not see this coming

What did he not understand

One time forsaken

But forgotten I am not

I will win this war

But never the peace

I am my own free spirit

Hence I will not rest