Europe - War of Kings

 

Europe - War of Kings

 

 

 

[Verse 1]
I am coming from the edge of madness
A Northern mourns the world of men
Gonna drive them into exile
Or never let them breathe again

[Chorus]
On that night under the raging Northern sky
The seeds of legend lie
Swollen almost to a man
The War of Kings began

[Verse 2]
In a land thrown into darkness
An army would arise
The heathens died laughing
At the kings bent his bone high

[Chorus]
On that night under the raging Northern sky
The seeds of legend lie
Swollen almost to a man
The War of Kings began

[Chorus]
On that night under the raging Northern sky
The seeds of legend lie
Swollen almost to a man
The War of Kings began
The War of Kings began
The War of Kings began

Venom - Long Haired Punks

 

Venom - Long Haired Punks

 

 

 

 

Bat out of hell,engines ablaze,riding the night,flying through days
Hell bent for mayhem,so full of s____,black metal gods,long haired punks
A deadly quest, disgusting and d___ed
Dogs of mayhem don't give a d___,screaming aloud,f___ed up and drunk
Y'all watch out,we're the long haired punks

A bad example,up for a fight,breaking the law,demonic delight
A dark destroyer,morals are sunk,we're power metal,long haired punks
A deadly quest,disgusting and d___ed,dogs of mayhem,don't give a d___
Screaming aloud,f___ed up and drunk
Y'all watch out,we're the long haired punks,yeah!

Fight for survival,hitting the road,get out my way,time for a show
We blast metal,no hip hop or funk,demons from hell,long haired punks
A deadly quest,disgusting and d___ed,dogs of mayhem who don't give a d___,screaming aloud,f___ed up and drunk,y'all watch out we're the long haired punks!

Slayer - Repentless

 

Slayer - Repentless

 

 

 

 

Arrogance, violence, world in disarray
Dealing with insanity every f___in' day
I hate the life, hate the fame, hate the f___in' scene
p___ing match of egos, f___ their vanity
Ain't got the time, I don't want anything from you
Feeding on my tolerance is all you f___in' do
No looking back, no regrets, no apologies
What you get is what you see

Live fast, on high
Repentless, let it ride

My songs relive the atrocities of war
Can't take society any f___in' more
Intensity, anarchy, hatred amplified
Playing this s___ is all that keeps me alive
I leave it all on the road living on the stage
This is my life where I kill it everyday
So take you shot, bottom's up, this is no lie
I'll be beating this guitar 'til the day I die

Live fast, on high
Repentless, let it ride

I hate the life, hate the fame, hate f___in' scene
p___ing match of egos, f___ their vanity
Ain't got the time, I don't want anything from you
Feeding on my tolerance is all you f___in' do
No looking back, no regrets, no apologies
What you get is what you see
We're all killing ourselves a little more everyday

Live fast, on high
Repentless, let it ride

Napalm Death - How the Years Condemn

 

 

Napalm Death - How the Years Condemn

 

 

We are not invincible
Nor are we indestructible
There are choices - points of return
Will the path be easy?
Nothing is easy, but that's reality
For the sake of my loved ones
I will remain on this earth

It's the last chance to face the fears
I have always known
Better that than
to fear the unknown
How the years condemned my
heart to a plague of madness
How the years condemn

I think back on a life of friendships
Now, more than ever I cherish them
Was it you that had my back,
my absent friend?
I have to take these challenges to head on
No more excuses or fragile promises
I hope now I finally understand,
my absent friend

Marduk - Frontschwein

 

 

Marduk - Frontschwein

 

 

 

Howling fury, reap the sky - pale winds of death unleashed
Storm of iron - gale of steel ; erupting demon fist
In praise of death we celebrate the hunger for the kill
Into pandemonium - stench of scorched flesh
Boiled blood, charred bones
All heaven exult as destruction spreads its wings

 

Cracked horizon, bleeding ground, cold ruin branches out
Falling into livid dust - prophets of steel arise
Warbound ! Frontschwein ! back to the panther line
Willingly triumphing in eternal death, decay, ruin
- yet the only victory belongs unto the flies

 

Armored count - wood-splinters swirling
Red p___s keeps falling
Armored count - breathing smoke and sparks
Once again falling down

 

Fastsack, westsack - cognac infused attack
Barrage after barrage, torn apart like paper sacks
Machine guns preaching, engines roar - merciful faith no more
Into pandemonium - stench of scorched flesh, broiled skin, burnt hair
All heaven exult as destruction spreads its wings
Death - decay - ruin
- yet the only victory belongs unto the flies