1. FOR VICTORY (BOLT THROWER COVER)

...For Victory

As daylight returns
The fires of hope still burn
Crawl through darkened light
Sickened by the mournful sight
Tears fall from eyes
Not sure what has been done
Sorrow creeps throughout my soul
All is lost, none have won

The battle smoke remains
Begin to feel the pain
Alone now stagger on
Unsure how it begun
Through time war previals
Thoughts fears cast aside
Face the consequence alone
With honour - valour - pride

As fire fills the sky
We once believed in life
Now time to die
...For Victory

Now in deaths glory
Mans final destiny
The final price to pay
...For Victory

"They shall not grow old
As we that are left grow old
Age shall not weary them
Nor the years condem.
At the going down of the sun
And in the morning
We will remember them."
"We will remember them"


2. ORGASMATRON (MOTORHEAD COVER)

I am the one, Orgasmatron, the outstretched grasping hand
My image is of agony, my servants rape the land
Obsequious and arrogant, clandestine and vain
Two thousand years of misery, of torture in my name
Hypocrisy made paramount, paranoia the law
My name is called religion, sadistic, sacred whore.

I twist the truth, I rule the world, my crown is called deceit
I am the emperor of lies, you grovel at my feet
I rob you and I slaughter you, your downfall is my gain
And still you play the sycophant and revel in your pain
And all my promises are lies, all my love is hate
I am the politician, and I decide your fate

I march before a martyred world, an army for the fight
I speak of great heroic days, of victory and might
I hold a banner drenched in blood, I urge you to be brave
I lead you to your destiny, I lead you to your grave
Your bones will build my palaces, your eyes will stud my crown
For I am Mars, the god of war, and I will cut you down.


3. PURSUIT OF VIKINGS (AMON AMARTH COVER)

The warming sun returns again
And melts away the snow
The sea is freed from icy chains
Winter is letting go

Standing on the ocean side
We can hear the waves
Calling us out with tide
To sail into our fate

Oden! Guide our ships
Our axes, spears and swords
Guide us through storms that whip
And in brutal war

Our ships await us by the shore
Time has come to leave
Our country, family and homes
For riches in the east

Some of us won't return
But that won't bring us down
Our fate is written in the web
Woven by the Norns

A ram is sacrificed
Across the longship's bow
And as we set our sails
A strong breeze starts to blow

It carries us out to sea
With hope of fame and pride
And glorious all will be
That with sword in hand will die

Oden! Guide our ships
Our Axes, spears and swords
Guide us through storms that whip
And in brutal war

Oden! Guide our ships
Our axes, spears and swords
Guide us through storms that whip
And in brutal war


4. PULL THE PLUG (DEATH COVER)

Memories is all thats left behind
As I lay and wait to die
Little do they know
That I hear their choice of life

End it now, it is the only way
Too cruel, that is what they say
Release me from this lonely world
There is no hope - why dont you

Pull the plug
Let me pass away
Pull the plug
Dont wanna live this way

Once I had full control of my life
I now behold a machine decides my fate
End it now its all too late
What has now been days, it seems like years
To stay like this is what I fear
Life ends so fast, so take your chance
And make it last

End it now, it is the only way
Too cruel, that is what they say
Release me from this lonely world
There is no hope - why dont you

Pull the plug
Let me pass away
Pull the plug
Dont wanna live this way


5. PLATONIC DISEASE (OBITUARY COVER)

Your grips fallen.
I'm fallen, we've fallen beyond.
Expired, we've acquired platonic disease.
No jury, your cause.
Speak laws afford the bigot.
Back load myself.
Lay down the sentence of never ending said.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
No jury. The pain.
The chance wronged release pain.
The stakes torn, lives cross.
Deep waters, willing loss.
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Lay down victims right.
The fuels burnt, worlds part.
Seems like a never ending vicious cycle of death, of death.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Now see, world dies.
Strips down the face of disguise.
No rules, my way.
My way of things to say.
Your pore boils, burnt sore.
Lift off the face of wood.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.


6. IT'S ON ME (PYOGENESIS COVER)

I'm lying motionless among
The onlookers at the shore
Eternity fills my heart
Expectations starve

Now it's on me, it's on me, it's on me
When I try to understand
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me -
It's on me now

The mood is pregnant - the air begins
To melt - the aim of life is so unreal
I feel so sad inside my heart
I feel so sad inside my soul

Now it's on me, it's on me -
When I try to understand
It's on me, it's on me, it's on me
It's on me now