. I have heard one thousand screams of death. By Odin's will 'twas my fate to survive. Journeys passed and many battles fought, strong and brave with swords
about creation of this world In the beginning, Great Spirits of the Cryon Had created a sword, which will unite all four powers I take my sword into
Great Spirits come closer Spirits in the sky Among the flames they fly Fire burning high Voices on our mind... [The Great Spirits of the Cryon] We'll create you a sword
battle Takes a very long time But the enemies fought Until the bitter end in this bloody inferno Raise your mighty swords and fight Raise your mighty swords
belongs to you Our swords will kill for you All who stand against us Are standing against you Escort us on our way To win this battle Guide our swords
Yo, it's born born, young Lord, raise your swords Yo, it's born born, young Lord, raise your swords Yo, it's born born, young Lord, raise your swords
[Planetary] Yo, serious syllable wordplay, verse spray Like a desert bird blaze, niggaz, where the curb lay Turn plagen, pretty shitty on a church
Here I come to unleash your souls to swallow the forms to destroy the shells bow to me kiss the sword bow to the Scourge of God it's not even the matter
tyranny, forgotten victims Children slaughtered in vain Raping the maids, in which they serve Only the words of the lord Die by the sword Die by the sword
I open my eyes, but I still manage to dream This cold bathroom floor, now just feels like home to me I stumble to the mirror, and I naturally start to
Sword from my mouth. A tongue of fire. Watch what you say. Make sure it counts. To quick to talk and to judge. Now your hand's held on your mouth. The
leave the darker places unexplored Sometimes the fortress is too strong Or the love is too weak What should have been our armor Becomes a sharp and angry sword
go those years of discovery There's only so much a pair of arms can carry Embrace these years of necessity Put your mouth around double edged sword Your
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[Lyrics by Aldrahn] [Main vocals by Grusom and Aldrahn] I proclaim the victim's fall Now I shudder by the sight of you Crucified by my nails You hunger
Beat the ploughshares into swords. Initiate a state of perpetual quarrel, this shall never end. Keep the coffers full. Keep their coffins full. Feed them
'em back See niggaz don't know where this shit started Y'all know where it came from I'm sayin' we gonna take y'all back to the swords, we bounce, yo
died And he became his people's guide Though was suspicions Of fratricide Behind him they ride They all know the legend Who bears the ghost sword Brings