By Bathory, Chained to the log. Handcuffed and drugged
Still pain is all
By Bathory, The crucifix in flames
The house of God burned down to
By Bathory, Mechanised death, poisoned last breath
In dust realised kill, what a
By Bathory, "Creator of life, guardian of the dead
Goddess of battle and
By Bathory, Sixteen years of age. The suburb sets the scene.
Sixteen years
By Bathory, Ink the pen with blood
Now sign your destiny to me
Now
By Bathory, Holy Jesus, fuckin' Christ
Forgive my fuckin' head
It's full of doubts
By Bathory, Independence, terrorism
A hail of pebbles and stones
Poverty and racism
The wheel
By Bathory, Satan My Master
I slit my wrists to drain me of
By Bathory, Kill. Kill them all. Pigs written in blood on the
By Bathory, The one eyed old man told me that the face
By Bathory, Tendons and muscles of steel.
And the blaze of lightning in
By Bathory, Valhalla
Shields of gold
Valhalla
Great Warroirs hall
Valhalla
Valhalla
By Bathory, Burning limbs and deformed steel
The shells cuts through the sky
The
By Bathory, I drink the blood
From cup of death
I sip the milk
