AXEWIELDER

1. HEAVY METAL WEREWOLF

He's coming, coming, coming in the fullmoon light
He's hunting, hunting, hunting and you're shakin' with fright
He's killing, killing, killing with all of his might
You're dying, dying, dying in the stillness of the night

Heavy metal werewolf
Heavy metal (wahoo!)
Heavy metal werewolf
Heavy metal wolf (wahoo!)

He's howling, howling, howling in the fullmoon light
He's stalking, stalking, stalking in his demonflight
He's grinding, grinding, grinding when the time is right
He's slaying, slaying, slaying and you've lost your final fight

Heavy metal werewolf
Heavy metal (wahoo!)
Heavy metal werewolf
Heavy metal wolf (wahoo!)


2. STEEL FORCE

Yeahh! here comes the metal force!

Here we are, come on let's go
We hit the stage and start our show
Lights are on, we're hot tonight
We're in a rage, we'll kill tonight

We have come to metalize this place
We are the fist in every poser's face
Steel force, steel force
We are the steel force and take command
We are the steel force and take command

Amps thurned up, it's gonna be loud
We play to death for the heaviest crowd
Listen to our music, it's fast, it's loud, it's hard
The faster, louder, harder, the better we rock hard

We have come to metalize this place
We are the fist in every poser's face
Steel force, steel force
We are the steel force and take command
We are the steel force and take command


HEATHEN HOOF

3. SON OF THE HORNED GOD

Alright!

I am heading towards the end of my days
I ride a stag, pitchblack and strong
I swing my pitchfork and I hail to the night
I am the last pagan on earth, I fight for the right

I'm hunted by priests
I'm running from the law
I'm the son of horned god

I'm hunted by priests
I'm running from the law
I'm the son of horned god

I'm searching pan, my father
Through the forests and lakes
I hope I meet him before I die
I'll follow the raven and search for a sign

I'm hunted by priests
I'm running from the law
I'm the son of horned god

I blow the horn to gather all my friends
The wild animals
The wolves, the deers and the byrds are hailing
Their last goodbyes

I'm hunted by priests
I'm running from the law
I'm the son of horned god

I'm hunted by priests
I'm running from the law
I'm the son of horned god