The Horrid Strife Lyrics

Anaal Nathrakh The Horrid Strife

Life is for dread
For doom that darkens, and the Sunderers
That sunder us from each other
Strip us and destroy us, and break us down
Torn down by dismembering autumn

The Horrid Strife

Till not a vestige is left
And black winter leaves no trace of any vital bloom

The Horrid Strife