Darkthrone norway in september

Those cold nights are back again
Norway morning greet my daily toil
That old familiar smell
Fallen leaves return to our soil
From the first day it has been with me
Since my first step outside it's been there
Nok en skumring levd for siste gang
Autumn leaves, I'm back again
The Altar has broadened
Vast plains of it now
20 years of contemplating, hating
The larger the life, the closer is death
From the first day it has been with me
Since my first step outside it's been there
Nok en skumring levd for siste gang
Autumn leaves, I'm back again
Noen synger paa Norsk igjen
Noen toeyer Grenser
Noen Strammer Toeylene
Noen sier at Alt Er Som Foer
Hvis Du bare Leter
Those cold nights are back again
Norway morning greet my daily toil
That old familiar smell
Fallen leaves return to our soil
The Altar has broadened
Vast plains of it now
20 years of contemplating, hating
The larger the life, the closer is death