Are you satisfied? It's all been watered down the truth has been bought and sold and shoved down our throats breeding monsters, breeding fear they
wreck Like that, yeah, ha ha ha And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all...
Burnin' man Like a burning man A burning man Like a burning man And I won't get enough Until my legs are broken My rise and fall, shinin' in a void,
feel is All I ever see is Rise and fall When the War of the Thrones will begin All I ever feel is All I ever see is Rise and fall When the War of the
of Muspel and the ice of Nifel made the essence of life come forth from the void. The first living being, The Giant Ymer, was born out of darkness and
future none, all memory is no good But there's a price that I must pay, to fall into this void A darkened secret to be told, and nothing can avoid Do
and... ...Fall across the sky into the fear. Cold star flies by, now we're here. We sent the word of our coming. You've heard it many times before. Rise
stars The Almighty has broken our wings And destroyed our shields, But we are not completely defeat: We'll rise, shoulder swords against his angel And will have our Kingdom in the Heaven And
Dreams cannot rise any higher When the setting sun is sighing a last Above the vast plain A lifeless bird falls onto the ground There is silence everywhere And
Close your eyes and pray That wind will take me far away Life is like a stone Behind my back of a second degree start Life is a feather of fall Between
enters the void, spill forth my precious blood and set me free... And thus, chained to the very bloodthirst growing stronger in each fulmoon-night. And
Punk Rockers from Hell! All your nations rise and fall And we have come to destroy your world We have seen it all before We are your apocalypse And
Punk Rockers from Hell! And we have come to destroy your world All your nations rise and fall We have seen it all before We are your apocalypse And
our ranks in loyalty and courage the god our thanks for comrades tried and true let traitors squail and fear the wrath of honest men who rise again to
embellished with talent and the wisdom not abuse it Blessed with insight, friends and influences Thats what keeps us dope, what makes us dope is the surroundings Inspiration stems from love and
the void Defeated and forsaken, he lies in fields of snow Only sign of life his eyes, in panic seeking solace Sun, rising high Bringing, warmth and
Blinded soul, vomit faith fingers reaching deep Senses made dogmas And the Phoenix rises... None is denial I am not one of mine His words unlocked
come forth, Lord of the triple number Rise, oh trinity of DEATH, DEATH and DEATH Burn this vermin world in its most deep slumber And to all of Sheob
