1. CROM, COUNT THE DEAD

When I was a thief,
I went to steal a jewel in the dead
of the night.
Inside the temple,
a sarcophagus sent by a wizard for
spite.

Inside, dreaming, but not dead, a
giant's serpent's body with a man's
awful head.
Thoth-Amon sent the spawn of Set, to
spew forth its venomous death.

Encased in its eldritch sleep until it
was freed by another thief.
It spoke in its ancient tongue, beckoning
me to come.
I strode forth gripping my sword. Its
head rolled upon the floor.

Aquilonian steel, it will decide the
fates of black wizards and tyrants
alike.
So send your soldiers to do their best,
while my weapons deal
out their slaughter and deaths.

When my foes, they rush upon me,
I see through a mist of red.
Then, I call out in the din of battle
"CROM, COUNT THE DEAD!"

A warrior horde converged upon me
to slay me in the night.
I was but one man,
but I met them armed and ready
to fight.

I struck a final blow -- broke my
sword to the hilt upon my foe.
An ancient battle axe,
hanging on the wall.
I tore it down,
and now they all would fall.

I heard my axe blade hum,
slaying it would sing.
I was a man before I was a king.

Aquilonian steel, it will decide the
fates of black wizards and tyrants
alike.
So send your soldiers to do their best,
while my weapons deal
out their slaughter and deaths.

When my foes, they rush upon me,
I see through a mist of red.
Then, I call out in the din of battle
"CROM, COUNT THE DEAD!"

Crom is my god, yet I walk alone.
He gave me strength
and steel to carry on.
His dark ilk care
not for mankind's fate.
All he left us was his rage and hate.

I have usurped a tyrant
of his crown and scepter,
and kingly power.
I have destroyed a sadistic wizard
in his jewel-encrusted,
gleaming tower.
I have ridden through the sky on a
bat-like thing -- descending upon my
enemies, the return of a king.
I don't remember
my past lives in full.
but I know I fought the Snake before,
when I was King Kull.

I chased a goddess across a frozen
wasteland of snow and ice.
She led me into a trap.
Her brothers would take my life.

One of them drew his sword,
to carve my heart for
Ymir's smoking board.

The ice giants, in their folly,
made a fatal mistake.
When they picked me
for their victim,
that was their last day.
One, I cut his throat, the other,
my sword went through his leg.
They lay there in the snow,
that is where they bled to death.

Aquilonian steel, it will decide the
fates of black wizards and tyrants
alike.
So send your soldiers to do their best,
while my weapons deal
out their slaughter and deaths.

When my foes, they rush upon me,
I see through a mist of red.
Then, I call out in the din of battle
"CROM, COUNT THE DEAD!"


2. THE TEMPLE OF ABOMINATION

We hid our dragon ship away, and
went forth to spill Saxon
blood that day.
We came upon some ancient ruins.
They had been there long before the
Druids.

"Chimeras and creatures lair within,
bound by the Lord of the Djinn.
The one who spawned the Original
Sin -- last of the serpent men.
Shapes of red chaos and madness.
wreaking havoc and mankind's
death" --
The last words of the dying priest.
He was tortured in the lair of the beast.

The demons rushed upon us then.
With axe and spear
we welcomed them in.
The shield-wall was formed, we made
our stand -- good Gaellic steel gripped
in my hand.

"Chimeras and creatures lair within,
bound by the Lord of the Djinn.
The one who spawned the Original
Sin -- last of the serpent men.
Shapes of red chaos and madness.
wreaking havoc and mankind's
death" --
The last words of the dying priest.
He was tortured in the lair of the beast.

Our weapons smote them hard --
piled up the dead.
Then the Dark Druid,
serpent man, he turned and fled.
I chased him down
and struck my killing blow.
He fell into the abyss,
where the Shoggoth feasted below.

Visions of my past lives
have come and gone.
100,000 years ago and now are one.
Born yet again to end
the serpent man's race.
I was King Kull in those ancient days.

Chimeras and creatures laired within,
bound by the Lord of the Djinn.
The one who spawned the Original
Sin -- last of the serpent men.
Shapes of red chaos and madness --
Cormac Mac Art
has brought you death
Now away,
to shake off his eldritch chill.
In Saxon blood we'll cleanse our steel.


3. SINGING SWORDS (HEAVY LOAD COVER)

Bleeding from a thousand sores
I drown in seas of blood
Lying here on the battlefield
I'm crawling in the mud
I'm a young boy fooled to follow
Fighting an old man's war
It made me to a killing machine
I loved the battleroar

For king and country
I'll ride the sky with Thor
For king and country
I'll rot here for ever more

Singing swords
See flashing blades in the night
Singing swords
Muscle, blood and steel, is this right?
Singing swords
Valhalla calls, I'm on my way

Played all the fun games of war
In the name of my king
Killing, ripping, raping
My sword does still ring
The battle is raging all around
As I lie here watching the sky
I see the story of my life
It all is flashing by

Singing swords
See flashing blades in the night
Singing swords
Muscle, blood and steel, is this right?
Singing swords
Valhalla calls, I'm on my way

Just because of circumstance
I'm fighting on this side
Could have been born in another land
But to our destiny's we're tied
All brothers fighting against each other
We fought to the last breath
Wonder if we will shake hands
Beyond the gates of death

Singing swords
See flashing blades in the night
Singing swords
Muscle, blood and steel, is this right?
Singing swords
Valhalla calls, I'm on my way


4. CALLING FROM THE CRYSTAL TOWER (DEMO REMASTERED)

Crystal shards have been found in some ruins in Babylon
It was plain to see a primitive civilization held the key
to advanced communication

Mothership we keep calling you back to our new-found prison home
Those who dwell here are wicked
We should have sewn them in the sea and left them alone

A tower was constructed so the zealots could speak to their deities
To touch the heavens, make them bleed
The radio crystal from our world they'd need

Mothership we keep calling you back to our new-found prison home
Those who dwell here are wicked
They hold us, the scientists of our world in captivity
Ibis headed jackal brethren set us free

Deception was our only hope in pretense to speak the tongue
of their gods
The interdimensional cry rang forth
It was answered instantly
Across time space continuum salvation came

Mothership came when we called, back to our new-found
prison home
And as we depart this world the wicked lie in dead in the ruins
of the fallen Babel Tower


5. IN FATE'S EYE A KING (DEMO REMASTERED)

Born on the battlefield,
Heat of the melee during a Vanir raid
Before he had lived to see fifteen snows his name by
Council fires was praised
Intent to colonize southern Cimmeria,
Aquilonia built Venarium
Out of the northern hills swept the Cimmerian steel,
tasting Aquilonian blood

In true berserker form he fought on and on beside his
Cimmerian kin
The Aquilonians driven back across their frontier
He returned for awhile to his tribe
do you wonder what they mean
Distant voices forever calling In Fate's Eye A King

He spent time with a band of Aesir
He raided the Hyperbareans
The Hyperbarean castles were ruled by wizards
called by the fearful Witchmen
He lead a foray against the Haloga Castle to free
the daughter of the Aesir chief
The mission a success, but as they fled they were taken
by an army of living dead

Toiling away at night he ground his chain until it was
weak enough to break
One stormy night, whirling the heavy chain, he slayed
his way out into the rain

In vague dreams of conquest and kingdom
do you wonder just what they mean
Distant voices forever calling In Fate's Eye A King

Tyrants and wizards, they fall before you and what
your wyrd will bring
It was written in the furthest of stars
In Fate's Eye A King

Swordless and fleeing into the mountains
He was chased by a pack of wolves
He found refuge in a cave
Before him sat the corpse of an ancient chieftan
upon a throne
Across his knees was a bronze sword grasped by huge
hands of ancient bone

When he sees the sword the corpse came to life
He fought with everything in him
Escaped armed this time

In vague dreams of conquest and kingdom
do you wonder just what they mean
Distant voices forever calling In Fate's Eye a King
Tyrants and wizards fall dead before you and what
your wyrd will bring
It was written in the furthest of stars
In Fate's Eye A King
Witches and warlocks, women and wine
Songs sons of men will sing
Your life becomes legend, legend becomes myth
In Fate's Eye A King
Your wyrd neverending it turns the wheel do you
know the
riddle of steel
Never knowing what the next day will bring
In Fate's Eye A King


6. CRUSADER (DEMO REMASTERED)

Riding in righteous rage, laying waste the land
Killing women, children, beast and man
Raping the young, torturing the old
Forging your way to streets of gold

Madness is in your eyes, the cross upon your chest
You want to die in battle

Stealing, plundering, No! Take that which is rightfully yours
Your book of insane dreams and tyrant king told us you so
Destroy the non-believers just to save your soul
Evangelize the land make it pure again

Madness is in your eyes, the cross upon your chest
You want to die in battle because you know you are blessed
Crusader, kill to please your god above
Crusader, make a joyful sound
Spill the blood upon the ground

You gasp your last breath of icy autumn frost
You look into the eyes of the youth whom to your life is lost
Cast your blurry glance to the skies, realize
No one comes to take your hand from the promised land

Madness is in your eyes, the cross upon your chest
You want to die in battle

Madness is in your eyes, the cross upon your chest
Crimson gushes from your mouth as you wait for death

Crusader, Die to please your god above
Crusader, Make a joyful sound
Your blood got spilled upon the ground


7. THE FINAL INCANTATION / IN THE DREAMING CITY (DEMO REMASTERED)

Magic circles etched upon the floor
Hours of fasting and prayer
Time to open the forbidden door

Triangle of manifestation
Call on the Legions
Here they will be bound

The Tetragrammaton spoken
Bathed in blood spilled fresh
Black book of knowlege bound in human flesh

Hours of peering into a black mirror
Voices call forth from beyond
Hells on top of hells

Liar, treacherer you won't hide behind the cross
We were here before you or your puny deities
Liar, treacherer, murderer you won't hide behind the cross
You looked into the black mirror of your soul

Terror lies when you dream where the gods dream
Could I have descended from such vile and evil things
And is this what I aspired to evolve to
Terror lies when you dream where they dream

Unseen hand, you're knocked to sprawl
Flesh is torn out of your belly snakes crawl
Hail to thee Infernal Hosts
Necromancer, know the ecstacy of sweet Hell, eternally

They found him lying dead beside a square of Mars