1. |
Triumph of Satan
04:50
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Midnight, 666
A virgin hangs from the crucifix
Summon the master, O Satan divine
Thy triumph brings disaster to frail humankind
Join in the chanting, the hour draws near
Thy kingdom ere’lasting, now Satan is here!
Horror will reign across this land
As we invoke blessings of the damned
The smoke, it is rising
The firelight glows
The priest speaks the words
To bring Hell from below
The terror is mounting,
He plunges the knife
The virgin is screaming,
As he takes her life!
<Solo: I. Vortex>
From the fire he steps now
Rejoice in his grace
It’s the Triumph of Satan
Creation shall be laid to waste!
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2. |
Ivory Tower
01:52
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Say that we defend you
We lock you up
Say that we protect you
We fuck you up
Say we don’t offend you
The fuck we won’t
Say we represent you
We fucking don’t
Say that we defend you
We lock you up
Say that we protect you
We fuck you up
Say we don’t offend you
The fuck we won’t
Say we won’t disarm you
We take your guns
We’re selling your information
And we monitor your thoughts
Laughing from our ivory tower
Subjects toiling beneath us are cowards
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3. |
Alcohol
03:06
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<Solo: Prosatanos>
My friend went out drinking, at a local bar
That night on the way home, he wrecked his car
Thrown out the window, he busted his head
I feel so sad now, ‘cause my friend is dead
He was so young, he was so dumb
And now he is dead ‘cause he liked to get drunk
on alcohol
I once knew a girl, who liked to drink whiskey
She’d lie on her back, and play with her pussy
Her teeth were all rotten, her breath was so stinking
She puked in the parking lot, what was she thinking?
I saw her lying face down in the gutter
Before she died she asked for another drink of alcohol
Yeah, you fucking bitch, die!
<Solo: Prosatanos>
<Solo: I. Vortex>
I had a good friend, who liked to drink beer
When he cut a beer fart, you’d better stand clear
I tried to convince him to lay off the sauce
He’s no longer with us, it’s such a sad loss
He blew out his asshole while taking a shit
It ruined his life but he just couldn’t quit
Drinking alcohol!
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4. |
Blood On My Balls
03:45
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Take a long look in the mirror
Gonads hang proud and free
Of a sudden, I squeeze my left testicle
And I pen this soliloquy
Rotten Stench of festering pus
Inspiration fueled by pain
Infected nard is ready to burst
My twisted phallus remains
In glory I stand
With no vision left at all
There is blood on my hands
And there is blood on my balls
Damning hallucinations
Of worms infesting my skin
Need a tool for precision
Riddance to parasites within
Peeling skin from my shlong
Spongy tissue and ruptured veins
Fixations of suffering
Twisted phallic remains
<Solo: I. Vortex>
Gazing down at my genitals
Insect crawling in and out of my sack
Ruminations of insanity
Deformed penis and panic attacks
Crusted scabs mat my pubes
Gelatinous plasma sticks to the shaft
Digging into my septic crotch
Streaming red liquid turns black
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5. |
Burn the Church
04:20
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Through the haze, the Vikings raid
On Easter morn, unleash their scorn
Hail Warriors, now heed the call
Take back our land, the church must fall!
The doors are barred, the torches glare
As priest and flock kneel down in prayer
Black smoke arise, asphyxiate
Their pleading cries, but it’s too late
They’re trapped inside, no Christ returns
The cross denied, the church will burn!
<Solo: I. Vortex>
You forced us to bow to the pale god on the cross
We mock you as you die, a blazing holocaust
Burn!
The word of your god was spread by bloodied sword
Now feel despair, where is your bastard lord?
Mighty Thor and Odin great
Will open wide Valhalla’s gate!
The stained glass cracks, the embers glow
We send them all to Hel below
The longship waits, we must sail on
The church is burned, our work is done, ugh!
Burn the fucking church!
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6. |
The Sign of Mung
03:47
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Behold! The Sign of Mung
The last thing you will see
Before you close your eyes
And your life ceases to be
No man shall escape
Your destiny is known
Mung seals the pauper’s fate
Strikes kings down from their thrones
Footsteps of Mung
Darken the dreams of man
He walks among the mists
In places dark and still
The priests cry out to Mung
He cares not for their prayers
One day the road will turn
You’ll find Mung waiting there!
Regret your life’s choices
They were yours to make
There’ll be no more sorrows
As Mung your life now takes
His work is never done
To sunder life from flesh
And when your time has come
The Sign of Mung is death!
The Sign of Mung is Death!!!!!
<Solo: I. Vortex>
<Solo: Prosatanos>
<Solo: I. Vortex>
<Solo: Prosatanos>
<Solo: I. Vortex>
<Solo: Prosatanos>
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7. |
Death Hammer
06:06
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By tooth and claw, that’s how we live
We always take, we never give
We own the streets, we live to fight
You know you’ll never, live through this night
Death Hammer, Death Hammer
Death Hammer, Death Hammer, oww!
Death Hammer, Death Hammer
Death Hammer, Death Hammer, hey!
We do not bow, to false beliefs
We ruin your lives, we bring you grief
We feel no love, we only hate
We show no mercy, we seal your fate
Death Hammer, Death Hammer
Death Hammer, Death Hammer, oww!
Death Hammer, Death Hammer
Death Hammer, Death Hammer, hey!
Come on you motherfuckers, let's fucking go!
<Solo: I. Vortex>
<Solo: I. Vortex>
A charnel house, of blackened bones
We bury you, beneath the stones
I take what’s yours, and make it mine
Death Hammer reigns, for all time!
Death Hammer, Death Hammer
Death Hammer, Death Hammer, oww!
Death Hammer, Death Hammer
Death Hammer, Death Hammer, hey!
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8. |
March of the Horde
06:01
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Wolves of Odin Memphis, Tennessee
Wolves of Odin are an American metal band formed in 2016. A joint effort of Prosatanos and Infernal Vortex, Wolves of Odin
draw inspiration from the early 1980’s before the genres of metal were overly defined.
Wolves of Odin the band have no affiliation with any other groups. We are Anti-Fascist, Anti-Hatred, and sometimes Anti-Religion. We are equals in the halls of heavy metal Valhalla.
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