Manowar
Album • 1992
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Demon's blood and dragon fire, falling on my wings Racing to the battle in the sky Ancient gods are calling me I hear them when they sing Of all the heroes who wait for me to die Beneath the cloak of magic, I'll meet them in the air I am invisible, I move without a sound They look but cannot find me, they think that I'm not there With a spell I send them crashing to the ground Wait for me dragon, we'll meet in the sky by fire and magic I am sworn Hell is calling! We cannot be denied fly to the blackness of the storm We must die to be reborn I wear a sacred talisman, I make a secret sign Now welcome me into this wicked wind On the journey of a shaman a dragon I must ride The gates of hell are open! Let me in! Rule in hell or serve in heaven choose an altar or throne All Commandments and the laws of man disown Now eat the fruit of knowledge unto no one ye atone Into the fire with your soul! Wait for me dragon, we'll meet in the sky by fire and magic I am sworn Hell is calling! We cannot be denied fly to the blackness of the storm We must die to be reborn Demon's blood and dragon fire, falling on my wings Racing to the battle in the sky Ancient gods are calling me I hear them when they sing Of all the heroes who wait for me to die Beneath the cloak of magic, I'll meet them in the air I am invisible, I move without a sound They look but cannot find me, they think that I'm not there With a spell I send them crashing to the ground Wait for me dragon, we'll meet in the sky by fire and magic I am sworn Hell is calling! We cannot be denied fly to the blackness of the storm We must die to be reborn
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
The trail of tears began for all the Cherokee The white men came to trade & borrow but then they would not leave Some of us were taken by boat, and died at sea Those of us who lived were sold to slavery We welcomed them as brothers knowing nothing of their greed Born hunters not the hunted as the white man hunts for me We are descendants of the animals we live among the free Our trail of tears would end one day at Wounded Knee. Great Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free To fight and die by the open sky, Spirit Horse ride for me When we do the Ghost Dance, the buffalo will return Paint ourselves for war, now blood and fire burn Great Spirit makes us strong, take us to the sky The Cherokee are brave, we are not afraid to die Great Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free To fight and die by the open sky, Spirit Horse ride for me Red Cloud, Black Hawk, Sitting Bull, Crazy Horse, Geronimo Strong and brave warriors to the grave There has been much killing there will be much more The Medicine Man is dancing he's calling us to war, Hatchets sing with pride let the white men die Great Spirit, thunder birds fly, we are wild and free To fight and die by the open sky, Spirit Horse ride for me
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025
We have come from the ashes of the burning away Pouring blood in the fire on the altar of pain Led into temptation, now the black gods align Here there is no salvation and your blood is my wine Here's a world that is waiting between the living and the dead Here the flesh and its pleasures are eternally wed All is all for the taking for a life or a lie At the end of the breaking I'll be watching you die Crawl to the silence renounce and deny, The stars and the numbers foretold of this time, To the words and the wisdom too the promise of lies By their anger and fury the strong will survive
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025
Lord of battle I pray on bended knee conquest by the rising sun I'll wait for thy command with flame and blood at hand glory and a broken sword. I'm the master of the world I have no fear of man or beast Born inside the soul of the world Riding hard breaking bone with steel and stone Eternal might I was born to wield. Let us drink to the battles we've lived and we've fought Celebrate the pain and havoc we have wrought Great heroes charge into the fight From the north to the south in the black of night The clash of honor calls to stand when others fall Gods of war feel the power of my sword Drink to the battles we've lived and we've fought Celebrate the pain and havoc we have wrought Great heroes charge into the fight From the north to the south in the black of night Fierce is my blade fierce is my hate born to die in battle I laugh at my fate Now pay in blood when your blood has been spilled You're never forgiven death is fulfilled ! The clash of honor calls to stand when others fall Gods of war feel the power of my sword The clash of honor calls I will stand when others fall Open magic doors They will know the power of my sword There is blood in my hands there is blood in my eyes With blood in my voice I scream as you die Thirsting for vengeance and mounds of the slain Shaking the forest onto the plain Fierce is my blade fierce is my hate born to die in battle I laugh at my fate Now pay in blood when your blood has been spilled You're never forgiven death is fulfilled ! The clash of honor calls to stand when others fall Gods of war feel the power of my sword
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
Black candles slowly burning, white fangs and flashing eyes Hell's wind and incantations summon living fire, Darkest forces and your demon's black order, black king The cult that serves the living, accept this offering Black candles slowly burning, white fangs and flashing eyes Hell's wind and incantations summon living fire, As the seven steps await, hear the great bell toll With a dead man's bones conjure, the enemy of the soul From the misery and sadness, of the molten seas of hell Mystic love and mystic symbols in evil dreams there dwell Darkest forces and your demon's black order, black king The cult that serves the living, accept this offering A deadly drink, a meal of hearts, now sacrifice and die In darkness and destruction, behold the evil eye And the Demon's whip Armies of the gods of hell ride across the astral plane Bearing curses of destruction, sworn beyond the grave Children of the darkness, all born but to deceive By the ancient code of evil grant not one reprieve In the place where evil dwells death can live when all life dies Wage eternal war on heaven immortal hate below the sky Your scripture and your sermons, are leaves born on the wind To heal the unrepentant one needs a greater sin Night winds, Oblivion see my dark desire Come forth, appear he is living fire Feel the Demon's whip Armies of the gods of hell ride across the astral plane Bearing curses of destruction, sworn beyond the grave Children of the darkness, all born but to deceive By the ancient code of evil grant not one reprieve In the place where evil dwells death can live when all life dies Wage eternal war on heaven immortal hate below the sky Your scripture and your sermons, are leaves born on the wind To heal the unrepentant one needs a greater sin Feel the Demon's whip
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025
In the silence of the darkness when all are fast asleep I live inside a dream calling to your spirit As a sail calls the wind, hear the angels sing Far beyond the sun across the western sky Reach into the blackness find a silver line In a voice I whisper a candle in the night We'll carry all our dreams on a single beam of light Close your eyes, look into the dream Winds of change will winds of fortune bring Fly away to a rainbow in the sky gold is at the end for each of us to find There the road begins where another one will end Here the four winds know who will break and who will bend All to be the master of the wind Falling stars now light my way My life was written on the wind Clouds above, clouds below High ascend the dream within When the wind fills the sky the clouds will move aside And there will be the road to all our dreams For any day that stings two better days it brings Nothing is as bad as it seems Close your eyes, look into the dream Winds of change will winds of fortune bring Fly away to a rainbow in the sky gold is at the end for each of us to find There the road begins where another one will end Here the four winds know who will break and who will bend All to be the master of the wind
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025
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