Geimhre ... You Are Sheep
Cowering in the depth below amongst the other vermin
Rats in the underground, breed and infest, the disease it
grows
Parasitic guised as folk
You bear the mask of the clown
Hide, in your fantasy world
Obsessed with foolish dreams
Whoring all though dear
You are the pests in the fields
Soon our kingdom shall come
And all your treachery undone
Mongrels, wretched filth be ashamed
Horde of shit and blood of apes
These sounds of hate and darkness
Meant for the pure, not for the meek
Hide, in your fantasy world
Obsessed with foolish dreams
Whoring all though dear
You are the pests in the fields
Soon our kingdom shall come
And all your treachery undone
Cower, you bear the mark of the false
Branded forevermore traitor
Beneath Black Metal
You shall crawl
Cower beneath the veil of darkness
Falsify, currupt our blood
Relish every fleeting moment
For we are wolves (while) you are sheep
For we are wolves ... You are sheep
