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LEGION OF THE DYING LYRICS
"Legion of The Dying" (2006 EP)
1. Road to Asgard
2. Mjolnir
3. Flesh-Fed Warriors
4. Legion of the Dying
5. Night Raid
6. Drawn From the Dark Sea
7. Drakenscale
8. March On
1. Road to Asgard
2. Mjolnir
Shall we learn to fight
With our blazing steel
Under Odin's might
Feast on our last meal
Mjolnir, protect us
We'll serve under your name
Cast away, petty fools
Our legend shall live on
Live, service our gods
Breath, it may be our last
Kill, or be slain yourself
Fight, for immortality
Mjolnir, protect us
We'll serve under your name
Cast away, petty fools
Our legend shall live on
Odin, fight for us
Lead us to glory
Our blades rise for you
Valhalla beckons us
Live, service our gods
Breath, it may be our last
Kill, or be slain yourself
Fight, for immortality
When shall we gain access
To the rainbow road
Fenrir, raise your ugly head
Mjolnir shall strike you down
Back down now, we have no fear
The battle clenched in our grasp
3. Flesh-Fed Warriors
We've all heard the tales, Of barbarian lore
Warriors who do nothing, but fight for their wards
They train from a young age, to slaughter in numbers
greater than those, that some countries support
Boiling, Burning, Tearing, Ripping
Breaking, Crushing, Mashing, and Crippling
Consuming these corpses allows them to kill
In then hundreds as they need to gorge on their fill
Blood of heroes
Flows deep down inside
This empowers
All to subside
These wounds don't allow
Pain to arrise
Wherever they're from
You're sure to die
But a group exists, not know by all
Berserkers who grow furious, from the flesh in the hall
The blood enrages, their eyes crimson red
fed flesh are these warriors, feared by the worls
Being slaughteres they will kill
All the hopes of living
Crimson fields stained with blood
Now we all mus perish
They swarm in, over the plains
To come break, loose the chains
Soon our legion will die
Before the glorious cry
4. Legion of the Dying
War ravaged summons of heroes fallen
Raising spirits forgotten by time
To those who listen, my voice is calling
Rise up to fight for one final crime
Disease and famine strike men down
Infusing with power to kill as they please
Runes of lore recided as magick
That is the power of my decree
This book will lead
Our dying breed
Across the world
Our great disease
Our legion grows
And more shall rise
Our glory shall
Be recognized
Horses we'll need to gain fast on our foes
The most vile and vomitous rotting breed
Swords fashioned from bones of mistreated life
Blackened by magick that God hasn't seen
We'll be called the Legion of the Dying
Follow us now and live in Victory!
5. Night Raid
This Night I ride
Tonight you die
Terror covers the land
There is no escape
From your fate
You will meet the end of my blade
Where the sun sets
We ride under darkness
hold our torches high
We're gone by the light
Night Raid, you will not survive
The fear will burn you alive
Night Raid, you cannot hide
None will live through the night
Burn the villages
Enslave the women and children
Hunt down the men
steal the jewels and the gold
The price of eternity
Is your soul
6. Drawn From the Dark Sea
It begins with anxiety
colors and shapes start to flow free
Senses heightened, thoughts a mess
Nameless feeling bringing nervousness
Sharper focus, brittle skin
Mark the crumbling down of walls within
Lost all fear
Born weak and blind
far from here, reborn anew
From the faceless mind
Lost all fear
Set loose from being
Far from here, forged and shped
drawn from the dark sea
Cut loose all suffering x3
Web of being traps us
forming all we think or feel
channeling self-awareness
Knife's edge separating all from I
This shimmering place of death
The dark and changing sea
The faceless lightless source
All that ever was and ever will be
Lost all fear
Born weak and blind
Far from here, reborn anew
from the dark sea
Lost all fear
set loose from being
Far from here, forged and shaped
From the dark sea
7. Drakenscale
Questing for armor of the strongest grade
Our steel was forged by the great mandrake
Deep in the forest, we have trained for weeks
To obtain this shell that man can not break
We'll climb the mountainside
And gain vast amounts of pride
Alas! The God of the skies
Let's take him down, and equip our prize
We musn't wait, our army will rise
Our blessed plate, or our kingdom dies
Once worn, the wearer becomes one with the wyrm
A pact formed deep inside both eternal souls
Gather our kindred to hold fast and firm
To wear drakenscale is our only goal
To have, This plate
Of Drakenscale
The people, will know
It is us they hail
Aaaaaahhhhhh!
Drakenscale!
Kill the wyrm!
We will prevail!
Aaaaaahhhhhh!
Drakenscale!
Kill the wyrm!
We will prevail!
Alas! The God of the skies
Let's take him down, and equip our prize
We musn't wait, our army will rise
Our blessed plate, or our kingdom dies
8. March On
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