Number 1
We belong to the world we belong to the wind We are the spirit of competition's end Turning hours into days burning muscles feel the pain The heart and soul of discipline my friends We are sending you a challenge it's very clear We came to win that is why we are here Demanding to be tested by the best Not to be forgotten like all the rest The time has come all training done The muscle and the blood will come to pay Let the game begin hear the starting gun Play from the heart today we will overcome When the game is over all the counting's done We were born to win number 1 Today is the day all the training through We have come for the number one not the number two Let the contest begin play hard fight to win Immortality victory and fame The time has come all training done The muscle and the blood will come to pay Let the game begin hear the starting gun Play from the heart today we will overcome When the game is over all the counting's done We were born to win number 1 Today is the day all the training through We have come for the number one not the number two Let the contest begin play hard fight to win Immortality victory and fame Let the game begin hear the starting gun Play from the heart today we will overcome When the game is over all the counting's done We were born to win number 1
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025
Three sons have I and they ride by my side The Fierce, the Black and the Wicked are their names We ride down my enemies on their half-hearted flight No voice of mercy, no evangels of light Mighty messengers, heathens rage Witness our coming, Gods of the death I ride through the air, I laugh as I die With powers of evil, dark knowledge is mine The ride of the wicked, the first sin was trust Kill without warning, for blood now I lust Strong winds, magic mist To Asgard the Valkyries fly High overhead, they carry the dead Where the blood of my enemy lies Three sons have I and they ride by my side The Fierce, the Black and the Wicked are their names We ride down my enemies on their half-hearted flight No voice of mercy, no evangels of light Strong winds, magic mist To Asgard the Valkyries fly High overhead, they carry the dead Where the blood of my enemy lies Strong winds, magic mist To Asgard the Valkyries fly High overhead, they carry the dead Where the blood of my enemy lies Strong winds, magic mist To Asgard the Valkyries fly High overhead, they carry the dead Where the blood of my enemy lies
Submitted by Warbringer — Mar 26, 2026
Hear what's written on the wind We come to kill and kill again Our arrows fall like hail Trample on the dead Ride through the gate of clouds Stand on the open step Run berserk, spreading fear and pain Black shield and weapons, black our chains None can harm us, not their fire, iron or steel For we have the will to power With power we will kill Kill with power Die, die Kill with power Die, die Die Kill with power Die, die Die, die Die To the war God Odin you will pray And the curse of weapons shall remain Yes, it will On the blood of all our fathers On their weapons we now swear To avenge, not lament Give the false ones death Kill with power Die, die Kill with power Die, die Die
Submitted by Warbringer — Mar 26, 2026