Raining Murder - Darkthrone

Hung out to dry

Liquid rites engulf

Eaten alive

Again and again

It’s raining murder here

And the caves are cold

I curse the skies

While the ground slides away

Sinking nowhere fast

Scorching upstream road

The chisel melts

And darkness falls forever

Too many words

Fighting backwards

Suicide, down the hatch

This one’s for the dog fight