1. Hache De Guerre

Tu avances d'un pas hésitant
Dans la nuit froide et brumense
Tu ne sais pas que je t'attends
Dissimulé dans l'ombre
Tu aurais pu passer ailleurs
Choisir un autre chemin
Tu ne sais pas que c'est ton heure
De ton sang j'ai besoin

Des heures déjà que je t'attends
Topis dans ces ruines glacées
Mon souffle s'accélère tout doucement
Ton sort va être scellé
Mon amre s'illumine, oh mon Dieu!
La lune caresse l'Acier
Bientôt ta tête sera coupée
Et plantée sur un pieu

Hache De Guerrel
Entame sa danse
Pour ne plus s'arrêter
Elle tuel Mes mains sont innocentes
Je jure, je n'y peuse rien
Encore une victime dans la nuit
Mon secret est intact
Un coup mortel, adieu la vie
Ma Hache guide mes actes

Le mal est en moi pour toujours
Folie? Bien sûr je sais
Ma poésie c'est ma lame
Ma plume se liens à deux mains
L'envie de tuer me dévore
Evitez mon chemin
Si vous voulez rester en vie
Car ma lame vous réclame

Hache De Guerrel
Entame sa danse
Pour ne plus s'arrêter
Elle tuel Mes mains sont innocentes
Je jure, je n'y peuse rien
Encore une victime dans la nuit
Mon secret est intact
Un coup mortel, adieu la vie
Ma Hache guide mes actes

Hache De Guerrel
Entame sa danse
Pour ne plus s'arrêter
Elle tuel Mes mains sont innocentes
Je jure, je n'y peuse rien
Encore une victime dans la nuit
Mon secret est intact
Un coup mortel, adieu la vie
Ma Hache guide mes actes

Hache De Guerrel
Entame sa danse
Pour ne plus s'arrêter
Elle tuel Mes mains sont innocentes
Je jure, je n'y peuse rien
Encore une victime dans la nuit
Mon secret est intact
Un coup mortel, adieu la vie
Ma Hache guide mes actes

2. Mystification

оригинал: Manilla Road

Through the winds of time
A poet found The Key
To The Elder Rhyme
Some call the song mystic

With tales of gore
And terror in the night
His words, no more,
Have kept me mystified

An art revealed to no one
Some say insanity
A lesson from The Baron
Master of mystery
I'm mystified

Shadows of his thoughts
Bring horror to the mind
Legions of the lost
Brought forth by his design

Morbid tales unfold
That leave thee terrified
Poetry of old
To keep thee mystified

Macabre words of fear
Created in the night
Death always so near
Manifesting fright

In his work I've seen
A strange and mystic light
His life-long dream
Was to mystify

Decadence and suffering
Devils in the bellfry
Art of Black Arts
Summoned by his rhyme

Dark and evil madness
Induced by his passion
For mystification
Of the mind, mystify

3. What Does It Take

оригинал: Cirith Ungol

I think I'm losing my innocence
I'm out to get what I can get
I'd put it down to experience
But I haven't had any yet

What does it take to get to you?
What does it take to get to you?

Maybe it's better him than me
A pretty picture but I don't wanna see
With different faces and different names
They all seem different but they're all the same

What does it take to get to you?
What does it take to get to you?

Look through me like I'm not there
You always act like you just don't care
You always see what you wanted to see
Why don't you take a better look at me?

What does it take to get to you?
What does it take to get to you?
What does it take to get to you?
What does it take to get to you?
What does it take to get to you?
What does it take to get to you?
What does it take to get to you?

4. Dreamtime

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The pact is now sealed
His power we received
Quit pro quo we gave sour souls
To fight the battle on and on
Our blood we have spilled
And so many we have killed
We left the weak at heart behind
Our legion cannot lead by the blind

So feel the fire of the insane!
The bottomless power of steel
Conquering the demons the ancient
For the master, Mephisto's his name

A fire in the night – pride, pride
The horned god of the witches arrives
A fire in the night – light light
The reign of mephisto, tonight

Reborn like a phoenix
From the ashes we arise
We left the death behind our lines
Broken skulls mirror in our eyes
The Antichrist's our guide
Triple sixes we rise
The exodus of posing clowns!!!
On this battlefield we win he crown

6. Bloodbath (Live)

Apocalypse arise
Like in the ancient rhymes
A seething of the life
Where brothers fight and die
Pronounce it Mohamed or Christ
Keeps Buddha all the light?
Are the Hindus blessed by thou?
Or has Odin all control?
Just one this is for sure it plunges us into a war!

Rush right into a bloodbath
Thie world has to change
Or we all will drown in war
Whose God is stronger?
The question, our fall!

The almighty gave – now waits...
...and contemplates!
His children are so weak
Texan cowbuys spoiled his seed
The burning bush – salvation?
Erased a dozen nations
The white eagle never brought... civilization
Just one thing is for sure he plunges us into a war!

Fanatics ruin this world – poisoned the earth
The power of the bomb – brought the spoken word the tomb
Who's stolen the land of whom – Palastina, Indians – gloom
The slaughterers within the nations – no coexistance in their considerations
Just one thing is for sure they're plunging us into a war