The Sound of Music

The Norwegian Forests are alive with the sound of music
With songs of Satan they have sung for a thousand years
The Forests fill my inner darkness with the sound of music
My soul wants to scream every song it hears

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the crows
that rise from the Lake Bodom to the Oaks
My heart wants to sigh like a fetus that dies
from a church after a burning
To laugh like a Christian when it trips and falls over onto a pike set up by someone cool
stones on its way to the Dao Land
To scream through the night like a cunt who is learning to pray like a Christian fag

I go to the Norwegian Forests when my heart is lonely
I know I will hear what I've heard before
My heart will be tainted once more with the sound of music
And I'll scream once more