Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia - Lyrics by Darkthrone


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Burn the crucifix.
Cremate the sould of the Virginborn
Freeze the shadow of ashes and letit float away by the Thunder listener'sintense eyelash movements under theirconcentration to open the cosmic lid
Cursh not only our surrounding wallsof curiosity, but also the hordesof Blind Believers.
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