The Day Burzum Killed Mayhem Lyrics - Nargaroth

1993 

a year of misery? 

Darkness fills the sky. 

I hear the warriors cry. 

The legend tells a story 

From a Viking from the north, 

Who met a Death Warrior 

Black Metal was never really the same. 

The legend call it murder 

And the Viking had survived. 

But the eyes of the Death Warrior 

Never saw again the sun upon the sky. 

And the quintessence: 

Everyone recognized war, 

That Black Metal isn't just 

Entertainment anymore. 

I can still remember 

My emotions so confused. 

My soul was seeking answers. 

No knife I let unused. 

So many questions 

I had to satisfy. 

My soul was under torture, 

But I knew my way was right 

I see a cemetery fall asleep under fog 

And I know the old days will never come 

Again. 

1993, this year of misery was the knife 

which split the Black Metal scene apart. 

Since that mighty day Black metal split his Way, 

And the unity was never the same again. 

Lies, rumors and hate. Moneymaking, sadness 

And shame 

And all this by, the Day as Burzum Killed Mayhem. 

Remember this day! Remember this way! 

That you never betray, what here leads you 

On your way! 

And I never will forget 

The day as this both warriors met. 

The blood was hot the moon was red 

And Black Metal created his own grave. 

And I dream from days before 

Black Metal Maniacs, no whore, 

In the legions of war 

The demons in our heads the law. 

So I summon you once again, 

We should never forget the pain 

From older days in our veins 

We now cut of that it can flow like rain. 

Arrghh, this was the legend from 

The Day as Burzum killed Mayhem.