Shaken and stirred in the dungeons! Why is it you find yourself there? Left in the mud - without a torch (a fruitless endeavour) and no one cares! ...
Walk around, like royalty Just a stylized corpse Life has reached the end On the inside Proud of what you have "achieved" You'll soon see the truth,
There's too many struggles There's too many fears I've hardened my blood now For so many years! Uh! I am the graves of the 80s I am the risen dead Destroy
You're scanning the landscape... You feel like a true pioneer As Romans you conquer On top of your fear (just) hope you awaken in time And know that
Our time of visit is over And over again Kneedeep in false idols Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing The great death of all oaths Burn you all into
I am in a mountain cave The night is playing outside Seas yonder swim in starlight Swirling fires grace the plains There are treasures (the) night can
Sound of iron, hard at work Flames of triumph, we'll get Keep that hammer pounding The autumn of no regret Keep our mountains free Our shores clean of
Struggled to awake for eons, merciless fate Fingers moving, twisting sickly, silence is broken Air is dead in this cave, dead as murdered Only 10 feet
Drastic Duties cloak my mind In darkness they can't see my game All walls are drawing nearer Keep on pushing, I'll be born again Courtmarshalled for
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
When... Comets crrackh! Witch Ghetto attack Remain secret - Brandish steel Black Metal is unreal!
I'm in the air!!! Hell bent for a Rockarolla trip City lights wave beneath This year it's Germany!!! At the end of a dark ride Guided by the general'
"Might of mountains, free Blowing through the trees Rolling down the valleys Ten thousand years Church Of Real Metal! The rite of being free Setting
"Seeking fortune on these shores I ridicule your hopes Parasite in the realm To be wiped away You're doomed in that valley Raised cages of cold Wait
Far away from you Disgusting subhuman fuck You think you rule the world Up my ass, tough luck! I have my world here You think you are right But you can
You have nothing in common with me you think old-school is 1993 ha! I've been a thrasher since '84 almost nothing sounds true anymore I've made my own
If you think my castle Is built on sand Well bring on the tides You can fuck off and die If you think my patience Is ocean vast Or river deep You can
You had Atlantis You know that now What can you see From Valhalla's heights? Perceive the glitches Praise the glaciers The final remnants Of our key
