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STONEHENGE LYRICS
"Scum Brigade" (2001)
1. Spit in his Face
2. Alexander the Great
3. Wolverian Pride
4. Impaled by God
5. Warmen
6. The Final Journey
7. The Eyes of the Violator
8. Slaughter Cult
1. Spit in his Face
The mature age when time has passed
Only fear and pain remaining on this earth...
Nailed hands on the wall is the last thing they saw
Only fear and pain remaining on the earth...
With tired faces and worn out minds
We've met the dawn of our lives
Maggots stream in your rotten veins
Drink your blood, and now you die
Listen my story. It's my message
Saving ourselves we're screaming
But your real face's always hidden in depth
You're living in your time
So spit in his face
Victims' screams in the dampness of grave
Simple scraps of food for worms
They want to taste your bloody eyes
And surfeit with your poisoned corpse
As they roar and scream
Fighting for your flesh
Rape your torso and eat your brain
Swarming masses will the best of your friends
Is it your aim?
Pathetic spirit was only a valour
It was aproaving meaning of your heroic life
Remain of brains so many years
When you lie upside down and stay in light
Your life may dispense with empty dreams
Truth? Is this saint? Cure for me?
You know that you're rotting in the hell
This is your end? Do you hear me?
2. Alexander the Great
This old story is about the young man
The young man who wanted to be like god
Embraced by dreams about power and strength
Craving to submit all people to his thoughts
Black crows fly up to the sky
Steel arrows shoot in the target
Sun gleams are shining bright
The warriors' armor's laying in hand
Nights and days as one never ending way
Thousand kingdoms lying down at his feet
Broken to pieces, just as clay
The famous name of Alexander the Great
Alexander the Great
Let's shed our blood
In the fight
Towers will fall
in the night
With an aim to conquest the whole world
He leads his armies to the victorious end
Churning all the nations into a bloodiest war
As they die in the name of usurper's fate
Aryan souls bleeding in pain
Even the reaper's enshrouded with tears
He turns the own pages of the life remains
The famous warrior Alexander the Great
Man of War
Man of Pride
Let the flames burn
In the night
Mighty warrior!
Great emperor!
Mighty warrior
Rise your sword again!
Mighty warrior!
Great conquerer
The great emperor
Who lives in hate!
But this mightiest emperor forgot about care
Pride and glory have darkened his mind
Battle friends were abandoned without fair
Poison blew out a candle of his life
Black crows fly to the sky
Dark clouds are imminent again
Sun gleams are shining bright
Recalling Alexander the Great
3. Wolverian Pride
Like blowing winds in the endless space
They run under bright silver light
The ancient warriors which don’t know disgrace
From glorious forests and nights
They howl to the sky
Impertinent and skillful friend
Of dense woods and crystal lakes
The ancient dwellers of motherland
Prairies’ most notable hunters
In the rain and angry storm
They run under sparkling moonlight
To kill and to live
To fight or to die!
Eternal call of the father’s might
Great sons of the wolfen pride
Instinct prevail in their fight
To kill all or to die
Wolverian pride
Which leads us to the battle time
They Believe in their own forces in the battle time
Fight to the last drop of blood in the battle time
Only claws and fangs are our arms in the battle time
Silent woods awakened by our howl
Like ghosts in the deepest darkness
You hear the sounds of the fallen leaves
You see the lightning which sparks in the night
It shows us our way through the trees
Honest laws of forestry world
Leader in pack dictate his will
The weak ones always die in coldness
To kill or to be killed
In the rains and under dark clouds
Your breath flows out of your mouth
To kill that to live
To fight or to die!
4. Impaled by God
Marble stones on graveyard ground
Human bones scorched in the bowels of the earth
Only corpses hear the sounds
Of the gloomy raven songs
Amazing view of death
It’s eternal rotten reflection
We are the children
Of the human vises and senses
Overcome your fear
And the instincts of life
I rape the flesh and suck
A bleeding stream of blood
We are the children
Of the night and blazing sky
We are the demons
Impaled by god
Our way is to let the wolves howl
Our fate is the everlasting fight (til death)
Victims’ screams will burn the flames
Of temptation, hate and mercilessness
Deathlike silence fall down to the trees
Only shadows from beyond float between us
Horror inspires the breath
Of infernal horizon’s mouth open wide
Last minutes to midnight
And they’re back to the life
The horrible creatures of
Eternal night
Day comes back with the first rays of the sun
Which lights up bloody pictures of feast
But the nightmare of devilish sons
Will begin like a frenzy of beasts
We will come back
From the dark!
The predator’s eyes watch the woman,
the sweetness of her flesh
If the god was a creator
We’ll fulfill your final wish
Amazing view of death
It’s eternal rotten reflection
We are the children
Of the human vices and senses
5. Warmen
Oh great spirits! I charm you to me!
Oh mighty gods! Let your will be fulfilled!
Pray! Pray your dreams to the silent skies to your gods
Stars! Stars whose light’s shining bright to your eyes!
Deeply in time when the ancestors were alive
Old legend tells about that great man born
He had eyes of the eagle
Like and bear he was strong
Bare one’s teeth like the wolf
Like a rock he was tall
Blacksmith forged him a sword
Father gave him a shield
And the big ship he made
And he took it in the field
Go, go the warmen’s horse!
Fly, fly my raven-bird!
Warriors set to the battle course
Warmen rise the swords!
Cry, cry our battle call!
Bleed, bleed our battle wounds
Only in fight our souls are alive
Warmen! The name which is so proud!
Time for battle has come
Thousand arrows flying
And the fighters are as rocks
Rising up to the sky
Hundred men in a stream
Of flesh
Only one side will win
While another one will cringe by their feet
Our boat goes down in the stream
Let the winds tear our sails and our yards
And the fever, let it be spreading
Brave souls are similar to gods
Let the sea wash our bones
We take our death with pride
But we will win in the trouble fight
With the fate we’ll win the right to the life
Many years have passed
In battles and flames
But the power is in our hands now
And the stab is still the strongest one
He always had luck
And his sword was always sharp
And he didn’t lose mind
Under light and in the dark
Blind man told me the story
From ancient times and centuries
When people were living in glory
They lived and they fought
But now it’s myth
Now it’s myth
Only ancient old myth
6. The Final Journey
The final journey comes to the end
My bloody sword’s again in my hand
And valiant heroes sing my hymn
And glory now is my only sin
The golden palace of my dreams
From the thousands of throats we hear - Attack!
The crystal ruins of ancient myth
Finally will be broken
Our enemy will fall
In burning flames
We hunt and take in our hands
The alien heads
And blood of enemies will shed
To fathers’ graves
And corpses will lay at battle fields
The wind flow in our sails with it’s fullest force
And heavy waves fight our boat again
Fine drops of rain drifting down at our faces
The warriors’ brotherhood and famous brave!
We will win!
The morning day burns us by blood
And mournful cries will reach our ears
The clang of steel to warriors skulls
Great battle gone without fear
Stick blade to the heart
Cut bodies are so hard
From the thousand of throats we hear - Attack!
The crystal ruins of ancient myth
Will be broken to the end!
Eternal enemy will fall
In burning flames
We hunt and take in our hands
The Alien heads
And blood of enemies will shed
To fathers’ graves
And corpses will lay on battlefields to their final disgrace
7. The Eyes of the Violator
Frozen winter blows out in the streets
And you go through the empty park
And you don’t know whom will you meet
In this silent and sleeping gloom
Lonely shadows are floating above the trees
It was a nude man with knife in his hand
Good evening my dear! - he says
And cold ground was your only sole bed
In the night lays a raping feminine
She is a victim of the desire and passion
Her dead body and heavenly blue eyes
Are the target of mad and blind aggression
Day by day, he goes to the end
Of the life which is full of sins
But the blood of innocents will lead
His aspirations for the sexual perversion
You invade into human flesh
Realizing the sweetness in your life
He embodies his terrible fears
And only death will your beloved bride
Living in romantic myth
Love? It’s only empty word
The violation of the human souls
Is the law of being in world
The eyes of the violator
Are always full of tears
As a guest he stays on the graves
Of the victims who were murdered by his hands
He remembers their last breath of air
Death’s agony and last stare at the sky
The heart always bleeds
Soul as one tight nerve
The eyes of the violator
Are always full of tears
8. Slaughter Cult
Fiery smokes attract our souls
Violence excites our blood
Arms and courage lead us to war
Cruel Mars will be our god
Soldiers of fortune which work for a wage
They die for another aims
Don’t try yo ask mercy or life’s sake
Death will be your only price
Criminal and sadistic way
Crush the skulls of the human race
Cut their veins! Tear out their eyes!
The slaughter cult is our only life
The terror mass-murder and terrible fear
These are the symbols of law
These are the symbols of will!
The soldiers of fortune working for a wage
Dogs of the murder and hate
Strong wind floats to enemy’s camp
The soldiers appearing as ghosts
And as only dead are left at this land
The bloody massacre begins
When there are no more, bullet’s we’ll use our knives
For the enemy’s heads and throats
The children will be butchered as well as their wives
By dogs of murder and war
The jungles and wastes painted with our blood
The tombs of heros lay around here
The smell of money is one with
the reek of sickening guts
Your skinless and bleeding battle wounds
Last assault at citadel
Our target is enemy’s gate
Walls of stronghold are so high
But we will win or die
Forgotten names of those
who were victorious in this fight
No peace, no love and no life
Remember my old friend our victory days
When banners were flying in the height
The terror mass-murder and terrible fear
These are the symbols of law
These are the symbols of our will!
The soldiers of fortune working for a wage
Dogs of murder and hate
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