The Horrid Strife Songtext
von Anaal Nathrakh

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
The Horrid Strife
The Horrid Strife

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

The Horrid Strife
The Horrid Strife
The Horrid Strife
The Horrid Strife
The Horrid Strife