the dark winternights, the heartbeats of the spirit. It is the holy twelve days of Yule. Dark shapes can be seen in the sky; riders of death. They suddenly
bloody fight Side by side they defeat the beasts Side by side they sow the ground with death Once my son will become a great warrior Protect me from
keeps Like my man Mark I beat to death wrapped in a carpet And left in the garbage, damn, now that's cold hearted Ask Book he saw it, "Yo black I ain
with this I'm the man, all the homeboys wanna dis Crushin, killin, never beat stealin But I'm hell when it comes to rhyme dealin Death to competitors
me] and laughter he's knows tolerance [don't forget me] she only knows lonliness [not you, not you, not you] and in my blackness of sleep savages dance
rust Curdled by frost Warriors of ice Fight...Be wild The hell fighters Warriors of ice... Mid way through life, mid way to death The nomads soldiers
our suffering, Food for the strong. To overcome is the way of the warrior, Regret not that which we have done, Regret that which we have not. Blackness
, constantly weaning, Unbeseemingly a genious without meaning, Trying to visualize what Harry Houdini was feeling, Hand-cuffed under water, without breathing, Near death
Silent black plague Chaotic leprocious death Beginning of the anal war Shub Niggurath ascends to Earth Dawn of sordid decay A future of viter submission
Polemos!!! A man hides, changes names... . and He attacks Bright, strong:cuts through the dark In black holes, in distant dimensions He invades For the
from the deepest pit below I came to defend the destiny of the damned and proclame the empire's decay warrior of the evil spawn moving by black winds
of death By the hands of doom By the darkest light From the darkest moon Crossin' silent seas Over mountains high For we stand as one tonight On the black
In the times of the warriors, swords, blood and honour When tales of wizards and black magic became reality When the period of never ending cruelty, the
I am Hussar, I ride on a horse Through the valley of death is my course It's all in the name of honor Something many don't understand I would choose death
Black darkness of the night Full moon is only light Moonlight shines from the steel Of swords ready to kill Troop of bold warriors Full of greatest pride
and the devil don't care Chorus Runing silent,runing deep,we are your final prayer Warriors in secret sleep,a merchantman's nightmare A silent death
of dawn) Blood, sweat, tears (Birella) These three words (Till the break of dawn) Blood, sweat, tears (Twenty-one gun salute) Ghetto nigga, street nigga House nigga, we all niggas Black on black
forth the sword of the king The heir to the throne is the child of the damned he must be stopped and fall black is his mind black is his soul he has