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Event 201
01:50
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2. |
Lady Death
06:26
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Lyrics: McKittrick
Music: Kamburov
I don't feel the weight as the target is marked
I see the face, but acknowledge no soul
Unwitting lamb in the eye of the eagle
A bolt from beyond to the base of the skull
Screaming from my barrel
The kiss of sweet release
Concealed in shadow, at one with the dark
Cold blooded hunter, the hammer to pull
Lady Death with a quota near full
Screaming from my barrel
The kiss of sweet release
Prey, caught dead to rights
Marked, within my sights
Alone tempting fate, I play my part
With deadly grace, I'm pursuing my goal
A thorn in the side of ultimate evil
Cold force of vengeance set loose on the front
Never know my name, but you'll feel my sting
Unknown pursuer, the dealer of pain
Demon of black scorn at war with the Reich
Lady Death with her quota now full
Screaming from my barrel
The kiss of sweet release
Fear, Lady Death is near
Single shot, straight to the heart
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3. |
Valhalla's Gates
04:31
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Lyrics: McKittrick, Kamburov, Sutton
Music: Kamburov
Under the light of a northern sky
Odin's chosen will die
Ascend to the Gates of Valhalla
Heroes of stature and power
Open the Gates of Valhalla,
Hail Odin!
Battlefield chosen, battlefield slain
Welcome the Kings of Valhalla,
Hail Odin!
Proud warriors sing
Under the guns of Lützen
The roar of a lion was silenced
Slain under the cross
Soul the Aesir will claim
Hail, warrior kings
Find valor within
Ride like the wind
On wings of a Valkyrie
Son of Thule in the land of Mali
An iron guard for the innocent
All-seeing eye
All-guiding hand
Open the Gates of Valhalla,
Hail Odin!
Battlefield chosen, battlefield slain
Welcome the Kings of Valhalla,
Hail Odin!
Proud warriors sing
Hail, warrior kings
Find valor within
Ride like the wind
On wings of a Valkyrie
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4. |
Scrollkeeper
04:08
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Lyrics: Marfleet
Music: Kamburov
Freed upon this world of empty black souls
The keeper of dark and light has been born
Forced to feed on events long passed
The blank pages in blood are cast
Born to this world, it lives
Future unknown, the dread
Loss of hope
Armies will rise to kill the one
Rise, we ride, destroy
Sealing your fate
We have to fight the tyrant of blind and witless men
Free the minds, wake the sheep
The rising is at hand
Bound in flesh and bone will prevail
Quill of life, script of fate, seal the end of time
Cloaked in black, spawned
Form unknown but feared, become one
To right the wrongs of man
Judgment at hand, conspiring
Quill in hand, nations fall
Repent the lies
Your time to die
Born to this world it lives
Future unknown, the dread
Loss of hope
Words of truth, and lies become belief
Scrolls of life, scrolls of death, confusion in the mind
Centuries forged in tombs of the dead
Pariah, outcast, keeper of the scrolls
Words of truth, lies become belief
Scrolls of life, Scrolls of death, confusion in the mind
When the end is near, rise the Scrollkeeper
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5. |
Auto da Fe
05:17
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Music and Lyrics: Kamburov
Unholy witches dance
In a parson's wet dream
Chastise, free of sin
Desire renders him insane
Act of Faith,
Punish the body for sins of the mind
Flagellate, mortify the flesh
Purify one from sin
Desire, wash away
Depravity in the eyes of the Lord
Round up heretics
Stoke the embers of hate
Prepare for the feast
A blessed virgin is born
Auto Da Fe,
Bow down to religious scorn
Master, inquisitor
Root out evil thru torture and fiery death
Carve out dissent
By the edge of the knife
The House of Aragon
All powerful stands
Auto Da Fe
Ceremony at day break
Auto Da Fe
The impure burn on the stake
Round up heretics
Live exorcism, keeps the rabble in check
Dungeon masters
Working overtime
Axes fall on neck after neck
Malicious priests stack the bloody deck
The glory of Aragon
Hail the well-born
Empire's galleons
Full to the prow
Gold must flow
While savages toil
Auto Da Fe
Ceremony at day break
Auto Da Fe
The impure burn on the stake
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6. |
Gilles de Rais
06:38
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Lyrics: McKittrick
Music: Kamburov
Sword hand of God
To minister of Pain
Companion of The Maid
To architect of shame
Mind was not your own
Gave your life away,
Sacrificed to the fire
Stared deep into the abyss
Answered the voice you found within
Mind was not your own
Thrall to the lord of sin,
Sacred fire
Gilles de Rais, why did you fall astray?
Gilles de Rais, accept your fate
Giles de Rais, why did you fall astray?
Giles de Rais, accept your fate
Sold your immortal soul
Gave your life away
Sold your immortal soul
Now ascend the gallows pole
The gallows pole
Gilles de Rais, why did you fall astray?
Gilles de Rais, accept your fate
Giles de Rais, why did you fall astray?
Giles de Rais, accept your fate
Stared deep into the abyss
Answered the voice you found within
Mind was not your own
Thrall to the lord of sin,
Fall from grace
Gilles de Rais, why did you fall astray
Gilles de Rais, accept your fate
Giles de Rais, why did you fall astray
Giles de Rais, accept your fate
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7. |
Devil's Calculus
03:58
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Lyrics: McKittrick
Music: Kamburov
Alchemy of the mind
Inspiration divine
Universe in my hands
Regress grains of sand
Former truth left behind
This new future mine
Great new work to plan
Monument to the grand
Pretender, no peer to my genius
Usurper, your claims left hollow
From my labor came the fruit of all knowledge
While the fields of your mind were fallow
Clockwork universe
Now at my disposal
Keys to reality
Unlock truth for me
From this lattice bind
To the cosmic spine
Great new work to plan
Monument to the grand
Pretender, no peer to my genius
Usurper, your claims left hollow
From my labor came the fruit of all knowledge
While the fields of your mind were fallow
Alchemy of the mind
Inspiration divine
Universe in my hands
Regress grains of sand
Former truth left behind
This new future mine
Great new work to plan
Monument to the grand
Pretender, no peer to my genius
Usurper, your claims left hollow
From my labor came the fruit of all knowledge
While the fields of your mind were fallow
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8. |
Blood & Sand
03:13
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Lyrics: McKittrick, Marfleet
Music: Kamburov
The battle has been lost, now the plague sets in
Beliefs with sword in hand, cutting through your neck
Wait for death to come, free them from this pain
Crushed skulls in hands of blood, invoking blood and sand
An apocalyptic vision
Fueled by inhumanity
Any action taken
Only spreads their plague
The will to fight consumes, hatred leads the way
Revenge, dissect the snake, death that can't be tamed
Mass the weak and blind, under flag of scorn
Crushed skulls in hands of blood, invoking blood and sand
Many heads to the hydra
Poison the minds of man
Any action taken
Validated their cause
One by one they fall, ghosts of history
Reapers of the flesh, burning through your veins
Battle has been fought for ages
The dead amassed in numbers
Evil minds, brainwashed soldiers
Blood and sand
The command
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9. |
Surrender
05:08
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Music and Lyrics: Kamburov
Some are born to darkness
Others - addicted to pain
Let the blood on your hands
Be washed away by the falling rain
Punished for your past misdeeds
By the hordes of the insane
Tyranny dressed in disguise,
Crushed by forces of market oppression
Animal instinct, forces of self-preservation
Dark days, empty summer nights
Remind us of bloodshed again
Surrender, surrender, surrender
Oh, surrender
On the streets of Kreuzberg
Is the cure for all pain
The dark alleys of West Berlin
The monster feeds again
Instinct of self-preservation,
Instinct of self-ruination
Murder, the bane of our salvation
Dark days, empty summer nights
Remind us of bloodshed again
Surrender, surrender, surrender
oh, surrender
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10. |
Path to Glory
05:25
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Music and Lyrics: Kamburov
Nicephoros the First
Holy Roman Emperor
Assembled armies over
Eighty thousand strong
They marched a month
Through treacherous terrain
To subjugate Bulgaria
Byzantine nobles,
Patricians and their heirs
The armies of Constantinople, Anatolia and Thrace
The imperial guards, the fearsome excubiti
For Roman glory, is there a better way to die?
Pliska's defense, twelve thousand warriors
Fights to the last man, falls to the sword
The Capital is lost, time to rape and plunder
To the victor belong the spoils.
Sated with lust, drunk on choicest wines
The emperors' savagery reaches new heights
He orders all children put to death
Flattened by threshing stones
For those who wish to know
The path to victory
For those who wish to see
The vanquish of the enemy
For those who wish to know
The path to glory
Victorious, we drink
From the skulls of the enemy
The Great Khan
Rides from the North
Extends peace to the
Byzantine horde
The emperor laughs,
His armies have prevailed,
Continues to plunder
Khan Krum arms
Women and men
Closes the pass
To Byzantine egress
Cut off, surrounded, ripe for slaughter,
Vicious assault
The emperors' head, placed on a spike
Eighty thousand slain,
Vicious bloodbath
For those who wish to know
The path to victory
For those who wish to see
The vanquish of the enemy
For those who wish to know
The path to glory
Victorious, we drink
From the skulls of the enemy
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11. |
Fortune Favors the Bold
04:24
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Lyrics: McKittrick
Music: Kamburov
They call me “bastard”, perhaps their words are true
Through blood and iron, I always carried through
Once the deed is done, a new name I’ll don
You’ll call me “conqueror”
Fortune favors the bold
Take what I am owed
Fortune favors the bold
You’ll bend to my will
A comet marked my coming, across the channel sea
A claim decreed by heaven, bestowed upon me
Once the deed is done, watch them break and run
I am the conqueror
Fortune favors the bold
Take what I am owed
Fortune favors the bold
You’ll bend to my will
Defied me at their peril
And they were all cut down
Upon this field of sorrow,
I reached and took the crown
Once the war is won
Under this autumn sun
I’ll be the conqueror
Fortune favors the bold
Take what I am owed
Fortune favors the bold
You’ll bend to my will
I was born a bastard, became the conqueror
Fortune favors the bold
Take what I am owed
Fortune favors the bold
You’ll bend to my will
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Scrollkeeper Houston, Texas
Scrollkeeper are a Traditional Heavy Metal band from Houston, Texas that specialize in high energy, anthemic original material that is reminiscent of Metal's halcyon days.
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