A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Darkthrone Lyrics

Hear a haunting chant
Listen closely to the eerie and unsettling melody

Lying in the northern wind
Flowing freely through the chilly air of the north, both powerful and foreboding

As the sky turns black
As the sunlight fades and darkness envelops the landscape

Clouds of melancholy
Heavy and oppressive clouds of sadness and despair

Rape the beams
Overpowering the fading sunlight, piercing its weak rays with its overbearing darkness

Of a devoid dying sun
Of a sun close to death and without life, its warmth and light dimming

And the distant fog approaches
A dense, eerie curtain of fog steadily creeping towards them, thick enough to obscure their surroundings

Coven of forgotten delight
The once-famous group of friends that have faded into obscurity of a forgotten era

Hear the pride of a northern storm
Listen to the fearsome intensity of the northern storm, bristling with pride and power

Triumphant sight on a northern sky
A glorious and victorious scene played out above in the darkening sky

Where the days are dark
In a place where the sun barely shines and the days are overcast and dreary

And night the same
The darkness of the night almost as perpetual and oppressive as that of the day

Moonlight drank the blood
The pale light of the moon has witnessed, and perhaps even facilitated, a bloody and violent event

Of a thousand pagan men
Of a large group of heathen men who have been brutally and ritualistically sacrificed

It took ten times a hundred years
An incredibly long amount of time, ten generations, passed without the king on the northern throne learning of Christianity

Before the king on the northern throne
Before the powerful leader of the northern clans, who rules with an iron fist and has supreme authority

Was brought tales of the crucified one
Finally heard stories of Jesus Christ and the crucifixion, a completely new concept to him and his people's way of life

Coven of renewed delight
The former coven, revived and finding joy again in worshipping pagan gods

A thousand years have passed since then
An entire millennium has come and gone, and still they remain dedicated to their ancient beliefs and customs

Years of lost pride and lust
Decades and centuries filled with lack of self-esteem and desire, feelings of hopelessness and bleakness

Souls of blasphemy
Individuals who have rejected religion and societal norms, and who have embraced unorthodox and heretical ideas

We are a blaze in the northern sky
Our passion and fervor burns bright like a fiery inferno in the dark and long winters of the north

The next thousand years are ours
Our culture and traditions will continue to thrive and be passed down for the next millennium