Flittermice of Eld Unveiled at the plenilune

Fordone by Mournful rest now seeking to be fed again

Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light

That Shineth Forth from the palace of god - the palace of no return



Flittermice of Eld they peer into the morrows,

They peer the yesteryears as thoose are coming back.

Beholding the son recrucified, beholding gods race browbeaten,

Beholding the Devastation of all morals built by them.



Flittermice of Eld they fly to blaspheme yehova

and to build their Temple (of the) Damned on once holy pleasure ground

A Fare to Raise the Flag (of Satan), to desseminate the races,

To build the Hall of Battle and to live in Eternal Strife



Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest

Multifarious Winged Black Creatures slew the angels (up so) high.

Devastation, Blasphemy, Desecration, Unholy He

who Burned the face of god with the Eye of Our Master



[Written for Darkthrone by Count Grishnackh 27 & 29 - 1993 a.Y.P.S.]