Vigilia Mortum
Album • 2005
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I remain one, And I recollect this Fight. I close my eyes. And I hear this Cry. Blood, Dirt, Death I watched before my eyes. Fear, Scream, Ache I watched before my eyes. Fight it's only Fight Fight it's only Fight Commander gives order, “Stand one's ground”. And we as the Hellraisers, We shall go ahead. I can't sleep at night, This Fight is forever, Cut deep in my Mind, It is the crazy Fight. I don't need in rewards, Because I not a Hero. I want simply to live, Because I simply the Zero. Commander gives order, “Stand one's ground”. And we as the Hellraisers, We shall go ahead. And again I can't fall asleep, Again “the War is near”. And again I hear a lock click, Again I am not a Hero.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025
I the machine for destruction, I the machine for creation, I'm real the power explosion. I feel that I shall, Always stay in fight. And let everyone, Speak to me, that I am a fire. Yes I the Fire, But only in Fight, I understand who I am. I the machine for destruction, I the machine for creation, I'm real the power explosion. And again there comes night, My nerves are similar to steel ropes, I get ready for fight, Up to last a bloody drop. I the machine for destruction, I the machine for creation, I'm real the power explosion. Thirst for fight it's my life, I feel rush of forces. The Fiery liquid it is my blood, I feel it's in my muscles.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
I'm Skilled Enough Making No Haste I Opened My Case To Assemble My Gun The Sentence Declared The Eye for the Sight I Was Holding My Breathing Making No Haste I pulled the trigger My job was over It was the shot Within an instant Target had been hit Poor thing was lying With a hole in the head I'm Skilled Enough Making No Haste I Opened My Case To Assemble My Gun The Sentence Declared There's No Trouble Why I Am Who I Am Consider Me a Hangman All the Answers On the Barrel's Tip
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025
That there is a blood it is memory, It's memory of our fights. That there is a bullet, it cold metal, It flies on wings of fate. The Remorse is a way, It's to conduct us. The Remorse it a fear, It will depress us. Rusty crosses on hills, It is graves, of ours the soldier. Their pain in an eternal hell, It we should understand of remorse. The Remorse is a way, It's to conduct us. The Remorse it a fear, It will depress us. What truth, dead men hide? It is the Bloody truth about the Death. The Soldier's soul is awakened, And it waits for repentance.
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025
When there comes night, And a battle-field keeps silence, The Soldier continues to fight, Continues to fight in the sleep. Cruel thing... Cruel thing a war, Explosions, the attacks and all it is fatal. Find, find a door, From this infernal circle. And It was a next... And It was a next day. War in the subconsciousness And It was a next day And soldiers died, And everywhere there was a blood, And there were only graves. When there comes night, War comes in the subconsciousness. Cruel thing... Cruel thing a war. But even in a peace's time, When there is a silence, The Old Soldier continues to fight, Continues to fight in the sleep. Cruel thing... Cruel thing a war.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025
Demon of hate Searching for his next prey, Predator with no remorse, It is Military killing machine Siege of power - in your land, Too many problems - for you to understand, I do not have songs which will return your life. I do not have songs to create it. You pay for your salvation, You have to hide your the pain, No surrender or capitulation, You a slave of the State. I do not have songs which will return your life. I do not have songs to create it. Demon of hate Searching for his next prey, Predator with no remorse, It is Military killing machine. Soldiers of their power - you never question why, You go to suffer - you go to die. I do not have songs which will return your life.
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025
You will stronger than me, You will steely. Years of fighting, Teaching my son. Have not passed for him, For him in vain. My Son,believe me, You will stronger than me, My Son,believe me, You must be as the steel. No emotions, He is ready for invading. No compassions, He is ready to see death. I know,He will Fight, Even If It very Hard. I know,He will Fight, Till the last drop Of blood. You will stronger than me, You will steely.
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025
They have trained this boy to kill. And kill someday he will. They have trained this boy to die and ask no questions why You take a look at this boy, he's a military man. You take a look at this boy, he's crying. You take a look at this boy, he's a soldier. You take a look in his eyes, they're colder. You take a look at this boy, He is obey the order. You take a look at this boy, He ready to the slaughter. He's a killer, He's a killer, He's a killer, Yeah. You take a look at this boy, he's a military man. You take a look at this boy, he's crying. You take a look at this boy, he's a soldier... You take a look in his eyes, they're colder.
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi See me ride out of the sunset On your colour TV screen Out for all that I can get If you know what I mean Women to the left of me And women to the right Ain't got no gun Ain't got no knife But don't you start no fight CHORUS: 'Cause I'm T.N.T. I'm dynamite T.N.T. and I'll win the fight T.N.T. I'm a power load T.N.T. watch me explode I'm dirty, mean and mighty unclean I'm a wanted man Public enemy number one Understand So lock up your daughter Lock up your wife Lock up your back door And run for your life The man is back in town Don't you mess me 'round CHORUS T.N.T. Oi, oi, oi T.N.T. Oi, oi, oi T.N.T. Oi, oi, oi T.N.T. Oi, oi, oi T.N.T. Oi I'm dynamite (oi, oi) T.N.T. Oi, And I'll win the fight, T.N.T. I'm a power load T.N.T. Watch me explode!
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 13, 2025
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