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STONEHENGE LYRICS

Scum Brigade

"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 donít 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
Prairiesí 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 fatherís 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
Itís 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)
Victimsí 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 horizonís mouth open wide

Last minutes to midnight
And theyíre 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 predatorís eyes watch the woman,
the sweetness of her flesh
If the god was a creator
Weíll fulfill your final wish
Amazing view of death
Itís 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 lightís 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 oneís 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 warmenís 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 weíll 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 didnít 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 itís myth
Now itís myth
Only ancient old myth




6. The Final Journey

The final journey comes to the end
My bloody swordís 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 fathersí graves
And corpses will lay at battle fields

The wind flow in our sails with itís fullest force
And heavy waves fight our boat again
Fine drops of rain drifting down at our faces
The warriorsí 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 fathersí 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 donít 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? Itís 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
Deathís 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
Donít try yo ask mercy or lifeís 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 enemyís camp
The soldiers appearing as ghosts
And as only dead are left at this land
The bloody massacre begins
When there are no more, bulletís weíll use our knives
For the enemyís 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 enemyís 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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