thee ! Come wicked King ! Come dare to meet your Disgrace !" "BLOOD ON MY STEEL ! BLOOD ON MY STEEL ! BLOOD ON MY STEEL ! BLOOD ON MY STEEL !" ("Then
译文: 圣钢. 血液在我的钢铁.
networks of concrete and steel They've no mystery but what they reveal Tells a story of a future that's void Of the beauty and the majesty that life on
the moonlight The cold wind freeze my veins And snow blinds my eyes Under the sacred oath Evil force will rise They gave me wings of steel And power
(Scratching... Mixesa?¦) Sometimes dumb crimes blow my mind And lord knows I try to close my eyes But it happens so fast I keep my eye on the ball But
Or somebody in the club gettin shot tonight Sean Price, Jedi Mind keep it hot tonight (Jus Allah) Im the motherfucking ungrateful My heart is hateful, my tounge ripped Lickin on
S JOURNEY TO THE ICE REALM: Blood drips from my frost-encased sword, forming a crimson blossom upon the ice... My limbs cold, becoming as one with the massing snows... my
viscid slime assailed me, as pipes and horns sang the clarion of my dissolution... And the usurpation of my ancient azure throne. Assassins stalk the nighted halls of my
night. The death-ravening black fury fills me, The spatter of hot blood seet on my lips, This yard of steel sings a deadly song in my grasp! Cleaving
of viscid slime assailed me, as pipes and horns sang the clarion of my dissolution... And the usurpation of my ancient azure throne. Assassins stalk the nighted halls of my
] [Lyrics: Jansson & Schulman] [Lead: Wiklund] [Lead: Kjellgren] On my way through the past With guidance of the dead Abandoned to the dark With my
my soul Raise into the sacred knife I hear the moans of death My life has to end With sacred gleaming steel I cut myself I drain from blood My sight
take my life, all my loved ones and possessions from me if He will, But may He not deprive me of my one true homeland for the world. Oh glorious
THEM ALL TO HARGOR'S WALLS SACRED POWER OF RAGING WINDS KEEP AWAY FROM THE BLACK ORDER'S STEEL (THEIR BLACK STEEL THEIR BLACK WILL) SACRED POWER OF RAGING
the wooorrrlld famous wake up show [rza] Bobby steels, staple' tails, mc's get your lips stapled Project killa hill is stamped on the map like the compass Sacred
the pistol joy Shakin his hands On the Mountain Yeah he did what he did Then he run and he hid His blood bubbled up In the fountains Blood bubbled up
rate, I have been blessed with foresight enough to prepare a contingency should the foe fulfill that fearful potential which has been weighing heavy on my
fall! Your court shall become the heart of my new imperium! Your people shall become my lackeys, bearing the glorious burden of my sovereignty with sweet
