Fire on the Mountain

Where were you when the lights went out for the last time When they lowered your flag and cast it to the fire Cast it to the fire So draw your sword against the modern age you live in Man the barricades and fight hand to hand til’ the last man To the last man This is our Heathen Metal call to arms Raise your voices and write your destiny This is our Heathen Metal call to arms Raise your voices and write your destiny in blood So you write rebellion in blood red across the white sky Write this song harsh and unforgiving This is our Heathen Metal call to arms Raise your voices and write your destiny in blood

We are the children of Cain And this is our new Jerusalem Forty days in the desert Have turned our bodies to stone They say the past is another country I don't want to live there anymore Feared half-truths in far flung towns And our silent mythologies Today I walked with the dead For the last and final time Stared down prophets of doom and dread And reached out for your hand We drew our swords in faith and anger And shall not be denied Our song is of righteous fury Children of Cain We rise Children of Cain We rise Children of Cain Rise Cain's children This is your time Children of Cain Sword of faith

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

Upon the steppes of Vienna Lies Europe's ruin The ottomans are gathered To smite western fate with Constantinople steel With steel... With steel... They march down from Thrace Longing hard to the mountains To bring death's holy ruin And doom to the sons of the Occident And doom.... And doom.... And doom.... Van Stahrenberg stands With the Holy See of the Roman Empire Sobieski marches from Poland Disparate monarchs and feuding kingdoms Come together to break the siege And reign fire The cavalry charge Breaks the siege Brings destruction to the East And wield history's twisted fate In one fateful breath We reign fire We reign fire On the mountain Fire on the mountain Reigning fire on the mountain Reigning fire on the mountain Fire on the mountain

I never had time for preachers Until I knew I was one Sell-righteous soul saviours Nor lifes hard knock teachers I've been on the stage Breathing fire and brimstone from the pulpit Too late to grow old or to retire Too cast in stone to change my ways You let the devil In your heart I'll be the devil Let me in So when did it come all down to this We place our faith in another man's hands Was I ever a man of words or deeds Or a charlatan from a foreign land You get down on your knees And pray to the devil in your heart I'll be the devil In your hearts I never had time for preachers Until I knew I was one For self-righteous soul saviours Nor lifes turn the other cheek teachers We'll be the devils In your hearts And i'll be die devil In your hearts

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025

This sword it hangs down from heaven Man, woman and child so below Above impious heads cast their judgement Damocles' sword will seal our fate We set our borders in razor wire Metal phallus to the sky Mutually assured nuclear perdition A tyrant’s fear is complete fear We are the sons of the hammer Of the neutron hammer Sons who wield the neutron hammer Lightning bolts to tame the east Draw your bow and train your sites We wield mercy at Dionysus hand We set our borders in razor wire Metal phallus to the sky Mutually assured nuclear perdition A tyrant’s fear is complete fear We are the sons of the hammer Of the neutron hammer This sword it hangs down from heaven Man, woman as above so below We are the sons of the hammer And we cast judgement on you Our fate is bound in razor wire Metal phallus rape the sky Mutually assured nuclear winter And we are the tyrants

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025

Do you think you have The will to make it The strength and the fire Iron will to take it To make your orisons Of the lands of he free To bring repentance And fear to me This is the end of history This is a monument To the great Nothing is concealed from The tombs of fate The blank slates Of failed states Bind us forever To the grave This is the end of history Is this the end of history Were you born in the final hours Do you have the will to re-write the past And alter the future with one final death-blow One final push over the top This is the question Do you think you have The will to make it Strength and fire And will to take it To make your prisons In the land to the free To bring repentance to me This is the end of history

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

At dawn we ride, with fiery hearts Our steel waits by our side Mother earth this day, shall mourn and weep And ring to our battle cry My battle cry The acrid sweat of driven steeds Wild eyed with drawn teeth Our banner black, it flutters grim Triumphant in the shattered light It fills my heart with pride, with pride So turn the Tiber red So raise their city to the ground So sack Rome as the Gods look on And burn it to ash Heathen’s revenge At dawn we ride Our steel sits by our side Mother earth this day, she will cry And the wind shall carry my battle cry My battle cry

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025