In His Lovely Kingdom de Darkthrone

Lover of all
Face the apocolypse
You fade away under the black rain
And flowers remain

Flowers to step on
Flowers to burn

Am i ready for the god below
Red flesh to penetrate my skin
To steel my soul away
To the grave i seek
Until i'm feeling weak

But there's fire
In my heart, in my eyes
In his body, in his eyes
And in his lovely kingdom