I, I woke up The God of fire woke me up At the edge of burning ground I'm, I'm damned To put out the fire My hand is a trap for that fire It won't
Castle stands on the islands of stone It is surrounded by dark waters Centuries on it's place For centuries more it shall do the same It's history so
You followed the strongest hailstorm And you heard those voices so eerie Through flames of hell, infernal You travelled to be part of legions of Perkele
Fire! I bring the fire from the hell I am a demon warrior Listen for this doom bell It tolls for this burning torch I bring this torch from the flames
Here I am for nocturnal necromancy For the dark magick to perform my rite Ancient knowledge studied from those old books Written by sorcerers, written
By this rite I ask you my demon friends To fill my enemy's soul with scorpions... Through the mist, through the air I summon thee my demon friends Fly
Running through the fire Taking a breath, praising the air Standing on the hill of this earth Standing in the rain Dark blood of mine I'm four but one
One hundred of satan's angels, somehow they lost to the heaven And what a helluva party, they had over there Two hundred skin winged demons, they made
"In most of processes In the grimoires Demons are subordinate To the magician Or can be Subordinated But there is another Group of rituals In which the
I Hear Evil Voices - Is This True? Whispers, Roars, Cries And Growls Voices
...Evil... ...Counqueror... ...Chaos... ...Disorder... ...Blood... ...And Honour... ...Demon... ...On The Earth... ...WARMETAL... ...WARMETAL... ...
It was cold that day in January 1931 Working late, high over the ground in the harbour of Gothenburg The ground was frozen, the wind was cold and the
We are always coming back again, to sing along with you First a pub then a club, a concert hall and a festival Wherever we are we sing along with you
I try to explain But you don?t listen to me I try to tell you You refuse to care I try to show you But your eyes are closed What else can i do Now it
Boots'n'Braces, Short hair. A lot of pride, Born to win. Ben Sherman, Levi's jeans. Dressed smart, Never give in. Drinking beer, Have a fight. It's a
Don't even think about running away from your life, getting high You must get strong, find a life - No fucking dope, start to struggle You can't sit
Med knutna navar i dina fickor, star du och ser pa. Pedofiler och valdtaktsman, dom finns omkring oss an! Du maste inse verkligheten, innan du kan andra
I love your attitude I love your sound You make me proud of what I am You?re a part of me and my life Your rhythm is always in my heart Forever and
