March For Revenge (By The Soldiers Of Death)
Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride Up From Hell
Armed with magic sons of demons & men
This song of greeting written for your tragic end.
So long our stride the world doth tremble with fear
Black winds blow where we ride near.
Maim & kill them, take the women & children.
Hot pitch & chain take to the air
Our ramming blades lay their ships hold bare.
Steel meets steel, axes, broadsword & shield.
Their heads ride our spears & bodies cover the fields.
Maim & kill them, take the women & children.
Fallen brother as I hold closed your side
I fear this wound your last.
Mighty earth now doth drink your blood
And I remember days long past.
Your sacrifice so great, rest now take thy sleep
For you shall not awake, let revenge be sweet.
For when we march, your sword rides with me.
For when we march, your sword rides with me.
For when we march, your sword rides with me.
For when we march, your sword rides with me.
You who killed my brother & all who take your side
This be your last hour. Let your steel be tried.
Now turn to face me upon the timeless plane
Kill me if you can.
Death is life!
By the full moon they rise from their graves.
Through seas of blood, fighting with hell bent rage.
Swear the creed of unity, by the circle of blood
We are one, we know not fear! Born to fight not run.
Maim & kill them, take the women & children.
