Start Raising Hell

Eye of the storm With dark clouds as it´s disciples The evil was born An omen of darkness is rising The signs point on storm We´ll make our stand We won´t back down When others flee We hold the ground Armed, ready to fight We have to face the eye of the storm Nowhere to hide We have to face the eye of the storm Storming through legions of darkness' Fighting the shade Countless lives shall be ended By passing my blade Just like thunder roaring Our horns shall asound By our steel you shall suffer Our rage is unbound

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

I´m fucking Metal Take a look at me now and you see what I mean My wallet´s always empty, my clothes are never clean Spendin´ all my money for records and for booze And when the record starts to turn, it start to infuse This is my life, this is my way Don´t live tomorrow but today I bang my head Till I´m dead Don´t you know I´M FUCKING METAL Shout it out Loud and proud Can´t you see I´M FUCKING METAL Long hair, denim, spikes and leather, patches and tattoos And when you start to mess with us, you will get a bruise But if you´re into metal, the case is very clear First we do the fighting and then we´ll have some beer

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Start raising hell Every Friday - like rehearsed In my throat a mighty thirst. I get my denim full of verve Just to get what I deserve. Glasses up high, play it loud ! Time to join in the banging crowd Now hear my yell START RAISING HELL Tonight I'm on the run and START RAISING HELL Gimme beer until I'm done and START RAISING HELL Cause you know it's got to be START RAISING HELL Why don't you as well START RAISING HELL Beer and Whisky - one by one But this night has just begun. Bring it on, I won´t refuse Nuke my liver with some booze ! Beer and Metal's what we need Our pleasure and decay Drinking and banging all damn night Until the light of day. Glasses up high, play it loud! Shut your mouth and drink it out! Until you yell START RAISING HELL....

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

Preachers Through hell and fire Through blood and death Gonna hunt you bastards down Hunt you till your final breath We´ll show you whimpy bastards how to play Loud and with devotion – that´s the one and only way Don´t dare to deny Hail Metal or die Watch your back Tonight we´re coming for you for you PREACHERS The Heavy Metal Law is our ideal PREACHERS Bring you metal that is real We´ll show no mercy We show no fear We´ll make no prisoners We spare no beer Through hell and fire Through blood and death Gonna hunt you bastards down Hunt you till your final breath We will hunt you whimpy bastards, make pay We´re the steel predators and we´re coming for our prey

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Wrath of the gods From the temples of Aswan To the shores of the sea I´ve been the high priest To praise and foresee Caught by the guardsmen Convicted to dwell (in darkness an fear) A curse of immortality A living hell The sands retain In tortures and pain Trapped in insanity´s reign It´s the wrath of the gods I call you Anubis What ever it takes Make me return to the living To unleash the plagues Can´t stand this strain Release this bane All that´s left it is pain It´s the wrath of the gods Spoken: ...and he stretched forth his hands towards the heavens, and there was darkness throughout the land of Egypt I will attain Death, torture and pain Only ruins remain And the wrath of the gods

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

This track is instrumental.

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Disciples of war They came from the south And their numbers grew Burned down our homes The eagles' banner blew We won't adore Your roman gods You started war Now pay in blood Ride - Fire burns the skies Bloodshed and cries Won´t take it no more Raise your swords up high We´ll make them die, we´re DISCIPLES OF WAR Fire eats flesh Steel merge with bone Rip off their hearts Force them back to Rome Ride - Fire burns the skies Bloodshed and cries Won´t take it no more Hide from the light Strike in the night, we´re DISCIPLES OF WAR

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Boozehounds from hell Who´s that poser standing there between me and my beer ? I beat that bastard 1, 2, 3 for smalltalk I´m not here I down the glass, the shaking stops but that was not enough Sorry folks but when I´m sober I´m a little rough I order just another one, no wait – better ten Come on chick, hurry up, the shaking starts again Addicted to the liquid gold Drinking like hell, barfing as well Boozehounds from hell we are called So grab your ass and better beware The Boozehounds from hell assault A poser shows up in my bar and wants to hear some KORN I drop my glass of whiskey now and laugh at him with scorn “You wanna be a metalhead, maybe I can assist Metal reigns supreme you Fuck, the rest tells you my fist” After some more Whiskeys my bladder´s filled again I try my best but it´s in vain – I can not hit the can Splashing all my liquid gold

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Metal Hangover Waking up, I feel like hell It´s just 2 pm The world´s turning like a carousel I don´t know where I am That´s nothing special `cause I´m a drinking man I don´t repent a thing And I´d do it again And got a fucking... METAL HANGOVER, METAL HANGOVER Back from the dead – pain in my head METAL HANGOVER, METAL HANGOVER I´m jumping up, my bowel hurts It´s completely clear Drink too much and you´ll get the squirts But first I need a beer That´s nothing special `cause I´m a thirsty man That´s nothing special `cause I´m a Metal fan METAL HANGOVER, METAL HANGOVER Back from the dead – pain in my head METAL HANGOVER, METAL HANGOVER

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025