And yea tho' you walk in the shadow of self Do not be afraid if you find it in hell Do not be a slave to just what has been To make the virtue of demons
What we found and what we saw A black flame on distant shore So we set sail to the west Dying sun marks our quest, yeah Our quest Our quest, yeah What
vests and a sordid past Too many drinks, tattoos and scars Black hearted demons fight the metal fight Raging from Hades in leather and spikes Australian and Anti-Christ Australian and Anti-Christ Destroyer 666
On a course to fight To cleave a path with a trail of fire To the heavens we take Untarnished blades gripped by clenched fists The thrill of the kill
[Bullet Eater/Warslut] From the dawn of tim Man has always sought to allay his fears, From the demons without and the demons that surely lurk within "
Does it seem to you that the days are shorter And does it seem to you that the nights seem so much longer Well it does to me, and in time you will see
Come to the ritual, they say it'll save our souls Make the demon go away - not so grim and cold Come and meet your maker, come and sing his praise
Wolvin zuigt het levens bloed ! [x2] Ik ben de vuur namer ! [x2] The fire it burns in you And if theres blood,youll take it too So blood is the life
[Warslut/Skullfucker] Oh to see our death as majesty To look beyond our mortal tragedy Set adrift on seas of infinity Oh to see the terror of eternity
[Warslut/Shrapnel] Lone Wolf Winter... Alone again Lookin' sideways Paranoid again Gotta get out Out of here Cannot breathe With the Stench of Fear!
When I see all that's been Forgiveness was my greatest sin So I took a knife to my pity To the people in black city Fire! Black fire! Fire! Black fire
[Warslut/Bullet Eater] Come taste the blood and the Fear of the Prey as it Falls to the Jaws of the Beast Come feel the Rushing of Senses and Blood
Forged in the same fire, plagued by the same affliction Born of the same blood, torn from the same womb Oppressed by the same foe, encircled by the friends
The Ionian fire - it flickers and falls in the cold wind, In the streets, the cities ablazing, The final descent, the spirals turning; The barricades
It's true what they say - the world's a mess and deserves no quarter, and it's true you're out of my depth, your drowning in shallow water. I'm not deluded
Is it with sadness you hang your head, or shame? Is it your burden that leaves you bloodstained...? No song, no words, will ease your regret. No drug,
Spare me false modesty and feigned indignation, Your pride, like your vanity betrays your consternation. And your rhetoric of victory - your visionary
What we found And what we saw A black flame On distant shore So we set sail To the west Dying sun Marks our quest On our skin we wear The mark At our