The Winds They Called the Dungeon Shaker

The Winds They Called The Dungeon Shaker - Darkthrone
In the depths of the underground
Through the nurseries of
real metal sound
Governing the molten core
No more slavery anymore
The winds, they called
The dungeon shaker
The winds, they called
The dungeon shaker
We are older and
wiser and the underground thrives
But posers are the same
with their metal lies
In a seance of insanity
with maniacal screams
Does your metal knows
what metal really means?
The winds, they called
The dungeon shaker
The winds, they called
The dungeon shaker
To the bone