[Siouxsie & The Banshees cover] Too many fools blocking my motion Clouding my eyes...must be the potion Spots on my eyes...must be the lotion Love in
Everything is bigger than you think ...and you are smaller Vrakrester P? de store moralske dyp The art of burning bridges Hooked on greed Hensynslost
In the depths of the underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore The Winds! They Called -
(I) first saw you at the graveyard nice rack 'n' all Creepy & lost in a fucked up head aftershock dark woods and blurry lights Graveyard sluts! Graveyard
[Music N. Culto. Lyrics Fenriz] 666 steps ahead I can not be traced You sense my presence here Like the fear of cancer HAIL BABYLON! The cult of Goliath
[Music N. Culto. Lyrics Fenriz] Revel in the glory of system failure When arrogance marries power Conceal with the coak of philanthope Let the stinking
[Music N. Culto. Lyrics Fenriz] Fuckin' forced to sleep In this life Enough time to be sober In death Whisky Funeral Whisky Funeral Brandish the brandy
[Music Fenriz. Lyrics Fenriz] Propare your swollen apathy Or forge numerous sturdy platforms Behemoth tankers of mankind Are now leaking nuclear fear
[Music Fenriz. Lyrics Fenriz] The black weapon War to prevent war The dance of Narcissus With cancelled armies Victims, do your job Die now - for your
Marching on... Rain or shine Mammoths of the forest... Worlds collide Hiking Metal Punks... Forever!!! Hiking Metal Punks... Forever!!! Alenenatt ved
Three inch health Population copulation Twice bitten Lay down the law It's great to see... I've become what you hate I grow Information wants to be syndicated
It would take a world of executioners to see the need of henchmen in everyday life (the) credibility of the meek Stained with the juice of frustrated
Skadefro selvmordstanker fra et liv p? stengrunn Konkav agenda Mannevond! Hammerslag p? hammerslag Sjakk matt Jesu Krist Hammerslag p? hammerslag Sjakk
[Music N. Culto. Lyrics Fenriz] Shut Up,
The road is paved while we walk it To the place where we pay for the sins we have no yet paid for in life Sacrificing to the God of doubt Fuck hope My
Severed seven arms Vienna 1683 Elitness opprer i takt mot avgrunnen Observe- Orient- silent majority Decide- Act Forflatet tro- tvil i mente Sprengkald
[Instrumental]
21 years of minimum wage Got no problems with manual labour You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how Well, I don't need no fuckin' favour [refrain