
Horacle : A Wicked Procession

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1. COLD MURDER NIGHT
Into the night he’s lurkin’
And every way you’re lookin’
The predator eyes are watching
To shed some piece of meat
Crawling down the alley
To the middle of the street
London town,through the fog, will see some blood tonight
Coming at you with a bloody thirst
Desire to reap my victim, I feel exitment when I tore some flesh
And hear your screams echo out through the night
Come meet Jack the knife, come to me, in a Cold murder night, Cold murder night feel my bloody bite!
« My vengeance for a life of no respect, will find its way through your perfid flesh.
My anger and misery, will turn me into a man of history… »
These murder nights, just make my legend rise.
The blood I’ve spilled and the mistery you’ll forsee!
Feel the sting and the slice of the crimson knife
Feel the bite of the ripper, Die!
Hear the creams , see the blood through the streets at night
White chapel in London Town
Useless calls for help won’t stop him now,
glance of madness through his Eyes!
Hatred and evil striking you
psychotic grind, murderous mind!
Cold murder night! Cold murder night! Night, night, night!!!!!!!
Murder!!!!!!!!!!
2. AXES OF BLOOD
Born the son of odin, the axe in the hand
The battlefield is my playground
I ride a victor through the lands, my ship brings news of pain
As I pillage, rape and kill, my name will forever live
With lightning speed, I strike and deceive, ’till death comes ripping
Conqueror and slasher, face the berzerker
A fall of axes of blood and victory is at hand
Thor will be my guide, opponents fall tonight,
The north Wind carry my pride…
Axes of blood!
Deceiving all the legions through slaughtering raids
My heart of warrior doesn’t know the meaning of fear
As dying in the battle is my only will, honour resides in my desire to kill
I’ve never prayed my gods to spare my life
I swear on valhalla that blood will fall tonight
The meaning of pain is what is set in my brain
My merciless game is my only destiny!
I live and I die, and kill and they try to stop the fire
The hatred burns, their lives are crushed:my only saviour
The blood on my hands, the faith that I bear, I am a victor!
Into the night, we sail our ships to another shore…
Into the mist and the ongoing rage, I slay opponents and savour our pillage
The smell of their deads and the blood on their lands
Their women we rape and their villages on fire
The battle has been won and no more man will stand,
We hail our gods as we hear the cries
Conqueror and slasher, face the berzerker
A fall of axes of blood and victory is at hand
Thor will be my guide, opponents fall tonight,
The north wind carry my pride…
Through Axes of blood!
Born the son of odin, the axe in the hand
The battlefield is my playground
I ride a victor through the lands, and pierce into the night
My destiny is sealed, through our angry will
My memory lives...Remember my name!
I live and I die, and kill and they try to stop the fire
The hatred burns, their lives are crushed:my only saviour
The blood on my hand, the faith that I bear, I am a victor!
Into the night, we ride our ships through death and pain
Dying weapon in hand, in the midst of the fight is what I live for
Our hearts are brave, our will is strong, we will not fall
Warrior of the north, a restless beast, I know no fear
I will have my stand and feast with gods in Valhalla…
Oh axes of blood! Son of the North! Axes of blood!
Die!!!
3. LIGHTNING STRIKES DOWN
In the dead of a blackened night, a fire’s burning
7 wicked strikes of a blinding
Thunder sent from these skies above
The rain is pouring violently
On the chapel’s white walls
And through the howling wind all could hear
The whispers of sins…
A spell was casted as the Horacle yell his incantation
And a wicked smile on his face
Announced the demise of holy forces
A blackened maiden then arised
From ashes and evil flames
These words were spoken to tell of a future
When darkness will prevail…
And then the sky turns black, the thunder sounds so loud…
The hurricane rages on the land, the lightnings strikes down…
Shoot from the sky, hitting the ground,
Shoot from the sky, burning the town
Shoot from the sky, spreading Terror, gleaming in the night
Blazing the fields.
Setting the land on fire, the church was reduced to ashes,
Only the Black Virgin could escape this desaster from the Infernal flames.
And every time her silouhette appears,
Disasters it will bring
Nothingness and suffering
Will be thy name supreme
Amidst the myst and the flashing lightning…
Her whispers you could hear:
« I am the bride of the lord below, My son will rule your world forever! »
Conjuring the unholy one,our world is to be doomed
As many tried to fight and stand,
But their lives soon turned to dust
Tears of blood were running down the maiden’s black cheeks
Hear my words, I forsee these visions…through the eyes of the Horacle!
Lightning strikes down, lightning strikes down, lightning strikes down….Flamming your fuckin’ground.
4. THE GALLOW'S TALE
In a grey and rainy town, surrounded by the forest
Everywhere around the myst is shadowing its presence
Inhabitants and wanderers knew the tales of 16 hanged men
Their souls coming back to haunt the spirits of the leaving
Why…Did you let us die?
How…can you sleep at night?
Through every books in town, the pages told the same old story
Of 16 foreign sailor merchants accused of rape and murder
Judges of the citadel pronounced the wicked sentence
The gallows raised in high place, and welcomes the blood of poor men’s bodies
No…It wasn’t on our hands!
Judges…won’t you hear our claim?
Our sentence…will be your own nightmare!
Damn you…we will take our revenge!!
« By virtue of the jury’s decision and the power vested in me by thy kingdom,
I hereby sentence you to be hanged on high place tonight. »
« For your crimes you shall pay, you miserable rats!Hang them by the gallows! »
« Kill them! »
« Ho god why, god? »
Hanging by a rope…The gallows tales… Die!… Die!.. The gallows tales…
A century has shadowed the gloom and unjustice prevails
16 men were worthless in regards of the calm of all
Sacrifying their dignity, the judges knew the wicked deal
As the son of the king was the sole and only one to blame
Know… this town will pay the price…
Our bodies…will hang in ghostly shades
Forever…you’ll live your life in fear!
A cursed land…for those whith no conscience!
Suffer the blame!!!
5. FREEWHEEL BURNING (JUDAS PRIEST COVER)
Fast and furious
We ride the universe
To carve a road for us
That slices every curve in sight
We accelerate,
No time to hesitate
This load will detonate
Whoever would
Contend its right
Born to lead
At breakneck speed
With high octane
We're spitting flames
Freewheel Burning
Freewheel Burning
On we catapult
We're thrusting to the hilt
Unearthing every fault
Go headlong into any dare
We don't accept defeat
We never will retreat
We blaze with scorching heat
Obliterations everywhere
Freewheel Burning
Freewheel Burning
Look before you leap
Has never been the way we keep
Our road is free
Charging to the top
And never give in never stops
The Way to be
Hold on to the lead
With all your will and concede
You'll find there's life
With victory on high
Look before you leap
Has never been the way we keep
Our road is free
Charging to the top
And never give in never stops
The Way to be
Hold on to the lead
With all your will and concede
You'll find there's life
With victory
With victory on high
Freewheel Burning, Freewheel Burning
Freewheel Burning, Freewheel Burning
Freewheel Burning, Freewheel Burning
Freewheel Burning, Freewheel Burning
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