Destroy Destroy Destroy : Battle Sluts

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1. The Second Coming

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2. Battle Upon The Arctic Plains

Winds gust across the plains
Battle cats and wolves remain
In their battle formations
We'll bring them hell

They pace back and forth
They blow the ancient
Horns of obliteration
A thousand blades unsheathed

Behold, the battle upon arctic plains
We traversed north for countless days

We fight with fire blades
Swing wild, let's slay
Tusked beasts that shake the ground
We'll slice them down

After defeating waves
Of their beast hordes
It beams across the sky
Their end is near

Behold...the lights of the northern realm

Behold, a battle in a frozen hell
We traversed north for countless days

Their bodies shatter in a burst of glory and shame
The story of their death in the sky will remain


3. Beyond The Scorpion Gate

Beyond this land, afar, lies a secret to be
unnamed, a power that will wreck this
land, end peace, bring misery
We can't be harmed tonight

Sunlight bellows fear in the belly of the
beast that sleeps beyond these walls
just waiting to be released
we can't be harmed tonight

We'll climb the cursed hollow mountain
beyond the scorpion gate
We'll find the wreckage of man piled upon
the scales of hate

We'll climb the cursed hollow mountain
beyond the scorpion gate
We'll slay this guardian for the power of
the winds of plague

Blood runs down legs of my arachnid
foes' torn limbs
If he bleeds I can kill him
as long as I find his weakest link
we can't be harmed tonight

Pedipalps and a vicious mouth spread
open for my head
ripped of his bottom claw and stabbed
him in the neck

We can't be harmed tonight


4. Realm Of Ancient Shadows

Behold, I seek the entrance to a kingdom
I paid my dues now open for me
I survived an age where the gods drowned
Man for their own selfish needs

When the water touched the sky
the gods all laughed at their last surprise
hysteria when the creatures of the deep
...released

Within the realm of ancient shadows
we will finally meet
kingdom of the dark, kingdom of the dead
we can hardly see the light
caught between death and life
we can hardly see

Behold, I watched him as the water
filled his lungs, life starting to seep
I looked him in the eyes as his massive
arms gave, clenched between the teeth

Ripped in half before my eyes
this strangers life prevented my eyes
it delayed the beast...for me


5. Born Of Thunder

You'll hear us rolling from miles away
Did you think we would forget your face?
With a thunderclap
Smack straight in the add
Look at the clouds
We're coming back

Oh motherfucker we're touching down
This vicious shit will make the sound
Of earthquakes, jaw breaks
Pumping fury into the lakes
Mountains crumble when we're touching down
You'll feel the heat coming off the ground
We're touching down

They often die
When Uranus fucks the sky
And the sweat is pouring rain
Straight from the gods
Bolts of fucking power we are
We born are of...
We are born of thunder

You feel the charge running down your thighs
Feel the power glowing from my eyes
With a thunderclap
Smack straight in the ass
Scream for the stars
No turning back

Oh yeah baby I'll shoot you down
Grit your teeth when I start to pound
Overload strikes when I hit your skin
A white hot high voltage beam of sin
Death by strikes of turbo electric love
Oh yeah, we're touching down

They often die
When Uranus fucks the sky
And the sweat is pouring rain
Straight from the gods
Bolts of fucking power we are
We born are of...
We are born of thunder

They often die
When Uranus fucks the sky
And the sweat is pouring rain
Straight from the gofs
Bolts of fucking power we are
We born are of...
We are born of thunder


6. To Die Without Honor (Interlude)

No lyrics


7. The Winged Panther

She looked around her
A village burned to the ground
Scorched bodies
She used to know their names
These motherfuckers can't get away
They took her son, her love, her face
She has found the spell
She has found the way

She summons you to battle
Revenge is her own struggle
She calls, she sings, she chants away

Soar like an eagle
Winged panther from the north
Wear the fur of the devil
Blowing through the shadowed sky
Your one eye of power
Beams wild blue fire
For your enemies last hour
You raging beast from hell

The last one alive
She asked me of her fate
Make her my whore, bludgeon
Or decapitate
I drag my blade across her fucking face
To wander these lands alone in shame
To speak the horrors of my name

She summons you to battle
Revenge is her own struggle
She calls, she sings, she chants away

Soar like an eagle
Winged panther from the north
Wear the fur of the devil
Blowing through the shadowed sky
Your one eye of power
Beams wild blue fire
For your enemies last hour
You raging beast from hell

By the innocents who have passed
I will avenge my hero's death
With these ancient words
Oh come here beast of hell

All have failed to stop us
Men slaughtered and giants felled
This conjured beast will surely die

Soar like an eagle
Winged panther from the north
Wear the fur of the devil
Blowing through the shadowed sky
Your one eye of power
Beams wild blue fire
For your enemies last hour
You raging beast from hell

Winged panther from the north
Wear the fur of the devil
Blowing through the shadowed sky
Your one eye of power
Beams wild blue fire
For your enemies last hour
You raging beast from hell


8. The Wretched Forest

A band of mercenaries
Has tracked me to this perilous land
Trapped between hordes of vicious men
And the fabled woods that breathe
Certain death is to come
I must run to trees

The woods that breathe

I ran into the wretched forest
To see how the trees
Would devour a mortal and bestow
Their evil on me

The roots shot up from the ground
Strangling my adversaries
Like the veins of the earth
Spidering out to feed
My woodland brethren
Protect your seed

The woods that breathe

I ran into the wretched forest
To see how the trees
Would devour a mortal and bestow
Their evil on me


9. The Berserker's Field of Whores

The smell of murder runs down your filthy thighs
A martyr's not a martyr if he doesn't fucking die
You can't go slow with it
Your ribs will show with it
Your skin will rip off leaving you exposed

The bezerker in his docile mode

His campaign of terror
On fetal souls ungrown
The seed of mortal wives
To keep for his own

Slumber is the hunger for the whores he has sown
In fields of wretched women who have sold him their souls
You can't grow with them
They're just thrown
Into a pile that will rot and implode

I am the harvester of woe
I live beneath this tyrants throne
I seek for that which he throws
To have for my own

The bezerker in his docile mode
The bezerker in his docile mode

I'll take what is thrown from his field of whores

His campaign of terror
On fetal souls ungrown
The seed of mortal wives
To keep for his own

The bezerker in his docile mode


10. Agents of Hypocrisy

I'll sink my teeth into any of your spells
The future opens an abyss of forgotten realms
I'll take my time while you waste your life
Enemies are the spirits of everlasting hope

You enter in the valley
To hide your shame
To find the fabled prophets
Dismembered on the plains
Your quest for valour haunts you in your golden dreams
The chariots drawn by hollow steeds

The last light you saw was the darkness in my words
The agents of hypocrisy preparing for their war
Banshees that yell
Harpies that tell
Battle cries of angels that only stories will

You enter in the valley
To hide your shame
To find the fabled prophets
Dismembered on the plains
Your quest for valour haunts you in your golden dreams
The chariots drawn by hollow steeds

The future opens an abyss of forgotten realms
The agents of hypocrisy preparing for their war
Preparing for war

You enter in the valley
To hide your shame
To find the fabled prophets
Dismembered on the plains
Your quest for valour haunts you in your golden dreams
The chariots drawn by hollow steeds

Your quest for valour haunts you
Your quest for glory taunts you
Your quest for valour haunts you in your golden dreams


11. The Return of the Geishmal Undead

Do you hear it, creaks of the oars?
Do you fear them, rowing in the skies?
Undead warriors that are blessed to fight for eternal spoils of terror and war
How do you kill a spectre with a sword?

They come to rage
They fight with blades
Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
They soar the night in haunted skies
In their ship of doom
The geishmal undead

Cursed are the streets
That run red with the blood of children
And the guts of war

The geishmal undead

They come to rage
They fight with blades
Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
They soar the night in haunted skies
In their ship of doom
The geishmal undead

They come to rage
They fight with blades
Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same
They soar the night in haunted skies
Their ship of doom
The geishmal undead

No spoils were taken
For their own
Pleasure is in the cold-blooded
Slip between flesh and bone

They come to rage
They fight with blades
Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
They soar the night in haunted skies
In their ship of doom
The geishmal undead

They come to rage
They fight with blades
Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same
They soar the night in haunted skies
Their ship of doom
The geishmal undead


12. Battle Slut Drinking Song

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