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WITCHKILLER LYRICS
"Day of the Saxons" (1984 EP)
1. Day of the Saxons
2. Riders of Doom
3. Cry Wolf
4. Beg for Mercy
5. Penance for Past Sins
1. Day of the Saxons
Invaders cross our borders, riding hard on steeds of fury
Bent on destruction laying waste to all within their path
Warriors of Saxony are on the hunt again
The howling of these wardogs rings across the plains
Day of the Saxons, the day when blood will flow like wine
Day of the Saxons, our warriors in armor one more time
Burning down our vallages, killing like machines
Axes swung with a vengeance, they die without a scream
Slicing through the nation like the rising of the dead
Tired of domination we will fight to the end
Who are these bearded madmen who are trying to slay my tribe
The bloodlust of the battlefield is blazing in their eyes
Total devastation, emerging through the haze
Forging iron order in a molten metal daze
Day of the Saxons, the day when blood will flow like wine
Day of the Saxons, our warriors in armor one more time
Invaders cross our borders, riding hard on steeds of fury
Bent on destruction laying waste to all within their path
Slicing through the nation like the rising of the dead
Tired of domination we fight to the end
Day of the Saxons, the day when blood will flow like wine
Day of the Saxons, our warriors in armor one more time
Day of the Saxons, the day when blood will flow like wine
Day of the Saxons, our warriors in armor one more time.
2. Riders of Doom
Beneath the seeds of time
An ancient fiend came to be
He stormed then land with an upper hand
A razor edged sword became his brand.
Swords and axes to the sky
The warriors heed their master's cry
Unleash the wardogs, they seize their prey
Kill anyone in our way.
Hunt the innocent, gather steel
Punish the victims, our wrath they feel
The riders of doom whisper death
Defying crom, accept no less.
Chorus:
Run, you can't run
Run, you can't hide, can't hide
Run, you can't run
Run, you can't hide, can't hide
Build our temples, kill for sport
Live for pleasure, his last resort
When he speaks, the ground does shake
Forever calling out to the snake.
Chorus:
The riddle of steel is a lie
See him command, watch them die
The riders speak his piece
The riders will defy
Swords and axes to the sky
The warriors heed their master's cry
Unleash the wardogs, they seize their prey
Kill anyone in our way.
(Chorus)
3. Cry Wolf
Glowing Dianna, the silver queen
Her wretched offspring about to be seen
A lurid pull assaults the nerves
Exposed to the aura changes occur
For those that, doubt he does exist
Lurking 'hind shadows and sneaking through mist
Beware of the moores, till dawn stay clear
Take nocturnal refuge, the beast is near.
Chorus:
Tales of woe, sorrows, injustice
Mourning the wounds will never heal
Stories of the old, legends and fables
A fear of the howling, time to cry wolf.
With baneful intent he stiffles his prey
Vexed into frenzy, beginning to slay
Carnivorous desires to feed upon man
Overwhelm senses his battle plan
Threnodous bereavement immediate their foe
Endless in effort, timeless in flow
Malicious destruction cannot afford
This heathenous hound must be put to the sword.
Chorus x2
4. Beg for Mercy
Do you recall when I did call
And pledged to take your life away
A shrieking madman preaching death
And it's all bitter details
You were out tonight, working late
You were unaware of our date
You heard me clear, you knew I was here
For your life began to fear
Now you stand before me
With hands bound tight a tear in your eye
I wonder if your will to live
Is stronger than my will to kill.
Chorus:
Begging for mercy
Pray for the day
Begging for mercy
The night belongs to me.
You run away, you slip astray
Leaving behind a trail of blood
I'm too quick I pull you back
Laugh out loud and then attack
When my knife rips your flesh
You feel the pain but do you go insane
Do you ever start to wonder about
The feel of steel and how to deal with
Chorus:
Do you recall when I did call
And pledged to take your life away
A shrieking madman preaching death
And all it's bitter details
Now your body lays alone
Amongst the trash upon the street
A crowd is gathered they feel pain
But do they know I'll strike again?
Chorus
5. Penance for Past Sins
He holds the rank of commander, bloodied fist to the sky
Aiming his power like a gun, he cries
Smashing down the enemy death blows fell like rain
To ris above the screaming hordes and chase the invaders back to hell again
With the iron fist of justice pounding on his side
He smites the blow that lays them low
and finally turns the tide
Penance for his past sins, a prowler in the night
Revenge on the flesh of those who died an army of one prepared to show their might.
One he strikes he can't hold back the blood biols in his veins
His steel shines bright and then he attacks,
again and again and again
Avenging angels arms with truth enforcing his commands
Swords and shields and battlefields and frenzied hellions shrieking like the damned.
Feel the thunder shake you bones, crack the bloody sky
Listen to their dying moans, none are left alive
Smashing down the enemy death blows fell like rain
To rie above the screaming hordes and chase the invaders back to hell again
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