1. THE ABYSS

The future is predestined... the writing's on the wall
Can you see the telltale signs, the turning point has come
Here it comes
Suicide bombs exploding as missiles crack the sky
Earthquakes and tsunamis, signal the end of time

In the here... and the now
Feel the fear... it's all coming down

[Chorus:]
The world is turning, turning inside out
The world is burning, it's burning on somehow
But it's broken... it's burning... goin' up in flames!

Can we change the path we're on, somehow turn the tide
Smother the all consuming fire, before the world collides

With the here... and the now
Feel the fear... all coming down

[Chorus]

Do you remember bluer skies, happy days and simpler times
Seems not that long ago
But so far away, will it ever be the same again
I don't think so!

Cos it's here... and it's now
Feel the fear... all coming down

[Chorus]

Up in flames!


2. TEUTONIC TERROR

Back to the frontlines... back to the night
Medieval marauders... under the lights
Back for the plunder... the thrill of the flames
The roar of the thunder... back in the game
Storming the castles... swords in the air
Killing the monsters in their own lair
Lighting the torches... setting the stage
You get what you ask for... right in the face

Six string sabres... screams in the night
War clubs pounding... living just for the fight

So we drive... thru the night
With the howling wind at our backs
Riding on teutonic terror
We will... give em' the axe
We will... give em' the axe

String up the razors... sharpen the blades
Tighten the skins up... no one escapes
Crank up the grindstone... load up the sleds
Saddle the horses... off with their Heads!

Six string sabres... and screams in the night
War clubs pounding... living just for the fight

So we drive... thru the night
With the howling wind at our backs
Riding on teutonic terror
We will... give em' the axe
For the roar... of the crowd
For the raging frontal attack
Delivering the teutonic terror
We will... give em' the axe
We will... give em the axe

So we drive... thru the night
With the howling wind at our backs
Riding on teutonic terror
We will... give em' the axe
For the roar... of the crowd
For the raging frontal attack
Delivering the teutonic terror
We will... give em' the axe
We will... give em the axe