Wizzard
Album • 1997
In the beginning music was waltz and blues Both played for the glory of god By loser slaves without brains Just wimps without the balls Like a thunder storm in the sky Was the voice deep from below Only the true ones heard his call To create music of his own Like god gave his angels wings Gave Satan us electric guitars He gave us a mission to play music So loud to fill wimpy ears with blood He told us to not to look like faggots in their poser clothes But to wrap ourselves in jeans leather steel and to be proud We don't sing for the glory of god We don't play our tunes for Christ Our music comes straight from our black hearts Infernal as his mind 'cos Rock'n'roll is the music of the devil We kick the ass of god and we never wimp out We play on ten - never too loud! Chaos disorder and broken necks it brings Bang your head or die - it is not for wimps No one else seemed to have the guts So we shook his hand and began To play the loudest music ever people just don't understand With his blessing upon us we break The roofs in every town No matter how you scream for mercy We won't turn our volume down In numbers we are few who have really heard his call Like the plague the enemy tries to persuade you all Go and follow them and be some fucking sheep Then we'll press our pedals and love to see you weep
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 23, 2025
Above the lake of fire there's fighting in the air An invasion of the warriors of love Attempting a re-conquest of the realm down below They should know they do not stand a chance because Feathers burn, leather doesn't Without their wings they fall Screaming they fall into the lake We will get them all Feathers burn, leather doesn't Without their wings they fall Their bodies will be collected by us And the cook pot is ready to boil This war began before all time we will never serve And bow to the Meek and the Mild But they keep on trying and they keep on dying And soon we will feast upon holy flesh
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 23, 2025
Enchanting voices, seducing images Flashbacks of the past a dark misty sea White wings flutter behind me, black wings ahead of me Bridges over the chasm vanish in flames My evil deeds towards the abyss they lead Can't pass to heaven, well that never was my plea To the down below he expects me to go I've got a room booked for eternity I've got a one-way ticket to Hell Yeah, a one-way ticket to Hell When I was lowered down to the station I heard the bells I've got a one-way ticket to Hell A one way ticket to Hell No other options considered to the Devil my soul I wanted to sell Twisted faces grin at me Holier they wanted to be But at the end the seal of fire stamps their fates Sad bastards I don't pity you I'm already in the pit of doom And I know why this was set to be my fate
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025
The silver rays of full moon intrude Into the room of a virgin innocent A girl yet in her best bloom A seductive target for the demonic powers about to ascend At the time she was only 16 When she started to get messages from the other side First a victim of infernal nightmares Tonight the horny flames are already embracing her bed - Incubus rise! Little Lyndsey she's lying there Shivering of sudden cold and fear From the down below the demons of Hell rise Little Lyndsey it is useless to cry You know that innocence must die He will grant you immortality Little Lyndsey are you there? We bring you the regards from the Lord of Hell You should be proud and not afraid 'Cos you have been chosen to carry his infernal seed
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025
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Gods of thunder, lightning, and rain Lustful succubuses of death and pain Are gathered tonight up in the steel sky Down on the field of battle stand Warriors draped in leather with iron swords in hand Ready to sing their enemies their last lullabies The sunlight disappears, only torchlight's break the dark Depressive silence broken only by hard pounding hearts Mist falls down shrouding the field in mystery After this night all false "metallers" will rest in peace The Metal horde raise their swords and hail Iron, Steel, Metal Sure of their coming victory they swear on Iron, Steel, Metal The massive volume of their chanting - false ears bleed It's nothing but a massacre when the titans clash with the weak Trying to put us down cries out for revenge The gods of Metal will blow the wimps away
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 23, 2025
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When I didn't wake up this morning I took a step down to Hell Left the shell of my earthly existence In his kingdom forever to dwell Where the winds breathe ice cold Where the volcanos howl the tunes of doom Satan's Blues Oh my baby had left me Passed away long ago Travelled down to the shores where fires Burn forever lost lonely souls
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 23, 2025
Laughter and joy up on the hill Where the soldiers lift up the cross No more disciples to the wanna-be-king The gathering darkness does no augur well To the son of god they said he was His bones will end up sunbathing on the hill Hear the Metal thunder, birds with hunger At least your life wasn't in vain Circling above, their hunger grows Your flesh will disappear like down a drain Feel the Inferno burning your bones If you're a god c'mon and save yourself now Birds of prey, beasts from Hell Awaiting their feast are the vultures over Golgotha The foreboding fluttering and croaking ends When his head leans down with his last words No help from his father sure was a shock When the first beak picks out his eye he screams "Father why had you abandoned me?" Because your father lies dead as a fucking rock
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025
Durham late summer 1666 In early morning hours a procession Escorting a condemned witch Walked towards the pyre chanting praises for their lord Soon the flames would purify this possessed soul Tied up to the stake he stood Surrounded by the chanting monks Spitting out words of hatred, disposal, and blasphemy Somehow surprising it was The sharpness of his tongue After weeks and weeks of torture, pain, and fright The attempts to teach him about Christ Died like fire in the rain The water that was used to baptise him Burnt like lost souls in Hell Which were the sins that led me here He asked when the torch hit the wood He saw nothing wrong with his actions Cursing neighbours and raping a nun The bitch wanted it so bad so I just helped her out The neighbours didn't die by my hand but by the power of Satan His explanations and vindications Died like fire in the rain The flames got hungrier Burning a wicked soul to Hell Take my word for it I shall return with my revenge Each one of you will burn a 1000 times more than me Your beloved ones and you will face my infernal wrath Believe me, hypocrites, you sure will soon see! These words were to be his last At least in his mortal days No one was sure whether he would Return or stay in Hell The chanting got louder and louder The flames higher and higher He screamed of agony and cursed Till he died and was sent to Hell In the vertigo of damnation He was spinning To meet his Master To be granted the powers Oh father grant me the powers To enable me to show thy mightiness To the feeble worms who dare to rebel against thee Rise my faithful servant Rise back to the Earth as my messenger With full authority So the witch returned To pay back the torment and shame With the raging Hellfire's Spewing forth death and pain All the region burnt down 'Til only ashes remained Satan's dominion Entered the world once again
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