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Shivers (Dio)

Fingers scratching blackboards
Make cowards of the brave
A natural reaction
From the cradle to the grave

Rats and bats and spiders
And little things that crawl
Never make me tremble
I'm bothered not at all

Then I saw you
Something new inside of me
What's this shakin'
You made me shiver

Cemetery midnights
Walking on the dead
Never seemed to matter
It's all inside your head

Names are only letters
Mentioned on a stone
And If you're going somewhere
You're going it alone

Then I saw you
Something new inside of me
What's this shakin'
You made me shiver

Magic charms and voodoo
And all those other spells
Didn't make impressions
I never slept so well

If I had a nightmare
I'm sure that I would know
I really don't remember
But I'm sure it isn't so

Then I saw you
Something new inside of me
What's this shakin'
You made me shiver

Turn out the lights it won't matter
A bucket of blood and I'm fine
A black cat's only a color
But you can do it every time

Guilty (Dio)

He'd never tell her lies
And she believed in magic
But when the magic died
She could see that all along he's just been

Guilty - a liar, liar
Guilty
Guilty - burn in fire
Guilty

It's time to say goodbye
Don't tell another story
Another alibi
Now you see that all along he's just been

Guilty - a liar, liar
Guilty
Guilty - you burn in fire
Guilty
Guilty - the great pretender
Guilty
You're guilty - just surrender cause you're guilty

Broken promise
But please forgive again
One more time for me
It's the very last time - you'll see

Guilty - liar, liar
You'll burn in fire
Guilty - liar, liar
Guilty

Guilty - the great pretender
Guilty
Guilty - just surrender, you're guilty
Guilty, guilty, guilty
A liar, liar
Guilty - you'll burn in fire
Oh guilty, you'll burn in fire
Surrender - guilty
So guilty

To Dethrone The Witch-Queen Of Mytos K'Unn (The Legend Of The Battle Of Blackhelm Vale) (Bal-Sagoth)

[The Chronicles of War:]
The vast armies of Mytos K'unn, marshalled by a sorceress of great power
known as Zyrashana the Witch-Queen, had been cutting a swath through the
Eastern Kingdoms since high summer the preceding year. Empowering her troops
with great sorceries, she had s een all opposition fall before the ravening
swords of her forces since the first bloody campaign; the invasion of the
ancient and noble realm of Delania. The aftermath of the final battle had seen
the systematic slaughter of the Delanian royal family, an d the torture and
execution of all those who had been loyal to their banner. During the ensuing
months, more kingdoms and satrapies toppled before the might of Zyrashana's
legions, commanded by the fearsome and unswervingly loyal battle-lord Talus
Ebonfy re, a man of sublime brutality whom many beleived to be possessed by a
demon-spirit from the dark realms. Emboldened by their victories and the
expansion of their queen's dark dominion, the hordes of Mytos K'unn began the
incursion into the lands of the Northern Tribes, beginning with the grim and
brooding territories south of the Snow Kingdoms... the rugged homelands of the
warlike clans which had been recently united into a strong realm by the
powerful warrior-king Caylen-Tor, a man known to his allie s and enemies alike
as the Wolf of the North. Thinking the barbaric tribesmen little threat, the
Witch-Queen intends a largely unopposed march throught their lands to strike
at the wealthy and fertile realms beyond the Mountain Kingdoms to the west...
bu t Caylen-Tor has vowed that a searing torrent of blood and steel shall meet
all those who deign to enter unwelcome or drive their standard unbidden into
his land... As grim winter slowly yields to spring, the armies of Mytos K'unn
begin their march northwards, and news of the advance of the Witch-Queen's
forces into Blackhelm Vale, the valley known for centuries as the Gate to the
Northlands, soon reaches the highla nd stronghold of Caylen-Tor. Grimly taking
up his sword and spear and donning the woad of war, he vows that Zyrashana
shall pay in blood for every league she has dared venture in his sacred lands.
Scouts soon return with the information that the enemy is camped at the base
of the valley, preparing to march with th dawn. The court shamans forsee
rivers of blood and untold carnage, and great battlespells are woven as
Caylen-Tor leads his vastly outnumbered Northlander warriors to the misty,
moon-swathed e xpanse that is Blackhelm Vale. Legends say that the blood of
many kings has been spilled on the dark earth of the valley over the
generations, and Caylen-Tor promises to his grim gods that the earth will once
again drink deep this night. With his army si lent and brooding beneath the
moon, he knows that whatever the outcome, this night shall see a legend of war
written in blood and the deaths of men... a legend none shall soon forget...

[The War Testament of Caylen-Tor (On the Night of the Bloodying of Swords):]
O' grim gods of battle, empower us this night...
Anoint us with the crimson rain, feed our steel with slaughter...
Let every blow be a killing blow, grant us victory, or a warrior's death.
Come, moon-fogs, Descend to cloak our numbers, the heady scent of battle
beckons,
My ash-hafted spear feels good in my hands, girt 'round with spells (our flesh
gloriously) woad anointed,
Ravens awaiting slaughter soar high above, blood-worms bloat on red carnage,
I'll carve the moon-wheel in their flesh, as havoc churns the heather!

A swirling mantle of mist-magic swathes us, powerful spells woven by the
fen-witches of the great mere... Deep night and moon-mist shall be our allies
as we surge into the fray! At my bidding, the fog clears for a brief moment,
and I gaze down upon the v alley to behold the army of the Witch-Queen...
great tents arrayed upon the heather, powerful steeds tethered, the light from
countless burning brands illumining the night, many warriors standing, weapons
in hand... aye, all sword fodder.

Entwined in war-fogs...
Entwined by war-spells...
Blessed in blood as raven-saters, slake the thirst of steel burning bright,
Reap the harvest of spilled entrails, we'll return with many heads this night.
The death-ravening black fury fills me,
The spatter of hot blood seet on my lips,
This yard of steel sings a deadly song in my grasp!
Cleaving bodies left and right, a head falls with each swing of my blade,
A storm of shafts screaming form yew-bows, (through their armoured ranks we
shall) carve a path with steel, a blood-drenched swath!

And the thirst of the earth shall be slaked with blood at the fields of
carnage...
A staggering sea of crimson, a towering mountain of ravaged flesh,
All enraptured by the searing kiss of steel,
All surfeit from supping deep of the grim chalice of battle...

Brooding gods of the north, display to these outlander thralls thine ire,
Envenom our blades with the death-kiss of a thousand serpents,
Unfetter the dread war-wolves within us,
That their claws may rend, and their jaws may be reddened.

The bloodying is at hand!
My spear hammers into the chest of a warrior, and bright blood erupts
from his lips as he falls to the heather. I turn aside a vicious swordthrust
and my own blade snakes out to cleave the neck of the attacker, shearing
through his veins in a shower of d ark red. An enemy blade opens my shoulder
to the bone, but I sweep my axe out in a deadly arc, its iron head rending
armour and biting deep into flesh. Talus Ebonfyre's abdomen yawns open and he
staggers back as his intestines spew forth in a pulsing mas s. I sunder his
head with another blow as he falls and his skull yields to spill its steaming
contents to the earth. As I watch, a writhing, shadowy form rises from the
smitten corpse of the Witch-Queen's warlord and flees howling into the
night... I vau lt to the saddle of a riderless black war-horse and seize the
banner of Mytos-K'unn... for every one of us that has fallen, we have taken
five of the enemy screaming with us... the battle is ours!

Bright moon, gleam o'er moor and heather, wood and vale, deep fen and
lake, Grim mountains crowned with snows, great rings of stones, black 'neath
the stars, The storms extol our ancient glory, great mounds feed us, power
from the sacred earth. With faith and steel we walk our shadowed paths, our
blood runs as fire, swords blessed by sorcery.

Wolves of the north, raise thine steel to the skies, revel in the pride of
your wounds,
Let our victory-song ride the winds of this blood-gorged eve,
For on this night of red swords we have wrought a legend,
Forged in the fires of our rage, and tempered with the spilled blood of the
slain...

O' grim gods of battle, empower us this night and always,
Anoint us with the crimson rain, forever feed our steel with slaughter...
Let every blow be a killing blow, grant us eternal victory, 'til we die a
warrior's death.

And so did Caylen-Tor turn the armies of Mytos K'unn back from the
frontiers of his northern kingdom. Those enemy soldiers who fled the field as
the mist lifted and their banner fell, are hunted down and brought to their
knees before the king. Summoning a surviving warrior Mytos K'unn, Caylen-Tor
gives unto him two gifts with which to return to his queen; one is the fallen,
sundered banner of Mytos K'unn, the other is the cloven head of Talus
Ebonfyre. The king's words ring out over the blood-drenched m oor: "Take this
message back to your queen... if ever again she deigns to strike against my
people, the slaughter this night will seem as naught compared to the havoc I
shall visit upon her then." When news of the defeat and the fearsome message
of Cayle n-Tor reached Mytos K'unn, Zyrashana's spells of regal dominance
waned, and her many courtiers and councillors, liberated from the imposition
of subservience, plotted against their queen, 'til soon she was driven from
the great royal palace by her own el ite guard, her throne seized by an
ambitious baron who had won the favour of the nobles and mages of the realm.
Evading inprisonment and surviving only by her mastery of spellcraft,
Zyrashana fled to the satrapies of the east, and nothing more was seen or
heard of her for some considerable time...

[Lyrics: Byron]
[Music: Jonny Maudling]

Dem Hips And Dem Lips (Acid)

Yall yall know what Acid wanna see. He wanna see those hips and feel those lips and kiss him Don’t miss a beat when I am in action. I make da heat rasie do magical feats/ I am magic make yall stop thinking of da tragic shit its just logical I got mad skillz in my ** can give any girl a quick fix. / Got me a herd of sperm can do seval hits in a act make ya bite down on da pillow do it at night or durin the day maybe even on the bay just lay down and don’t say a word and ill work it / Be shocked at what I can do with a fork / Ill touch anything that got pussy hit those dorky chicks hit these chicks that are from da Dixie land show them how to work there hands do it in bands of 3 or 4/ Don’t Curr just want that pussy it can be fussy and I still won’t cuss about it they all taste booty-o-lussies get me a whole cluster of dem

Chorus 2X
Girl I wanna see those hips and feel those lips fan me with that**make me groan make me roar man you got skillz now fasta gurl

Do it fast make it furious lets me curiously explore and rub those glands and you can get my dick I ain’t no hick I can work it you’re my chicks so you got lucky now lets ** and suck me gurl. / Ones who please get please now no teasein just straight forwarded it ward of da hatas and lets do it fo real it don’t gota be clean do it on a lean to in the woods of in da hood don’t give a damn as long as I get yaz/ Bring ya friends more the merrier. / Just no guys ain’t got a lust for that shit hell nah. Lets get to yellin and groanin won’t tell a soul. Fo real I won’t /

Chorus 2X
Girl I wanna see those hips and feel those lips fan me with that**make me groan make me roar man you got skillz now fasta gurl

Girl youz a hotie and you act like u fresh out of da virgin pot but you been with a lota guys don’t give a damn u still know what ya Is doin. / Chase ya down in a haze of light you teasein you laugin now lets get to pleasein and get dirty get down low make me go how da hell you getz so goodz. / Your pussy tastes like food and you just suckin me off like holy shit girl. Make you groan as well as me. Felt me slowly down act like a clown take dat frown off ya face and replace it with a smile it’s a race to make that face smile / Girlz you gotz skillz yo I gota roll catch ya next week. / Peace out yall.

I Am Very Possessed (Barathrum)

so dark so black is night around
by nocturnal deed cross the bound
flame burning bright in the candle
magic fills air - creates atmosphere
being surrounded by visions
of beauties and the beasts of night
dancing on edge of lunacy
to write down this dim prophecy

I am very possessed by demons of hell
they shake my mind and I can tell
they make me do things that none could
lots of their blood I've been drinking

I am very possessed by demons of hell
I am very possessed
I am very possessed by demons of hell
I am very possessed

when I wake up sun turns to black
it warms no more
when I wake up I'm rounded by dark
forevermore

so dark so black is night around
by nocturnal deed cross the bound
flame burning bright in the candle
magic fills air - creates atmosphere

being surrounded by visions
of beauties and the beasts of night
dancing on edge of lunacy
to write down this dim prophecy

Lai Lai Hei (Ensiferum)

Hän katsoi maan reunalta tähteä putoavaa
Nyt kauniit kasvot neitosen peittää karu maa
Jokaisen täytyy katsoa silmiin totuuden
sillä aika ompi voittoisa, mut´ tämä maa on ikuinen

There?s a place in the North, far far away
Home of the wandering man
Dreaming fells with skies so pale
Calm is the glorious land
Flames will send the sign to the sky
that we have come to feast tonight
The lakes are echoing with our song

Enchantment of the fire and moon
Lost in the whispering night
The raven´s magic enthralls the woods
Crawling in the sweet starlight
We have gathered in this distant land
full of wisdom, secrets and tales
The morning will never rise again
Roaming wolves are howling for the dead

LAI LAI HEI!

He watched a falling star, at the edge of the world
Now the maiden´s beautiful face is covered in barren earth
Everyone has to look into the eyes of the thruth,
for time is victorious, but this land will always stay true

Disappear (Jennifer Day)

(Chris Lindsey/Aimee Mayo)

I want to tear my calendar up
Who cares about all this stuff
I just wanna be alone with you, yeah
Seems like we never ever get enough time together
There's just too many things to do

(Oh) Let's find a way to just get lost
Flip the switch, turn the world off
Have a little magic rendezvous
Leave all our worries behind us
Go where only the stars can find us
Far, far away from here
Let's disappear

We could get a beachside bungalow
Or rent an igloo from the Eskimos
It really doesn't matter much to me
We could turn the Code-A-Phone on
And pretend there's no one home
You're the only thing I wanna see

(Oh) Let's find a way to just get lost
Flip the switch, turn the world off
Have a little magic rendezvous
Leave all our worries behind us
Go where only the stars can find us
Far, far away from here
Let's disappear

Long Way South (JJ72)

Torrential high seas
dragged me to my knees
bleeding perfumed blood
magic mixed with mud and

Grace I need you to
ease my place in this world
a face I don't wanna ever

Death defying breeze
is just what I need
ease this passing blood
pressure in my ears and

Grace I need you to
ease my place in this world
a face I don't wanna ever

Torrential high seas
dragged me to my knees
bleeding perfumed blood
magic mixed with mud and

Grace I need you to
ease my place in this world
a face I don't wanna ever

School Of Rock (Jack Black)

Baby we was making straight A's,
But we was stuck in the dark days,
Don't take much to memorize your lines,
I feel like I've been hypnotisized,
and then that magic man he come to town,
whoo wee,
he come spin my head around,
said recess is in session,
do you make fire,
and now baby,
I'm alive,
oh yeah,
I'm alive.

And if you wanna be the teacher's pet,
Well baby you just better forget,
Rock got no reason,
Rock got no rhyme,
You better get me to school on time.


Oh you know I'm better on a roll,
down to brains,
and got no soul,
read my head before I can speak my mind,
I've been bighting my tougne too many times,
And then that magic man said to obey,
(uh huh)
do what magic man do,
not what magic man say,
Now could I please have the attention of the class,
today's assignment,
KICK SOME ASS!

and if you wanna be the teacher's pet,
well baby you just better forget,
rock got no reason,
rock got no rhyme,
you better get me to school on time.

This is my final exam,
now ya'll know who I am,
I might not be their perfect son,
but ya'll be rockin' when I'm done.

Crosstitution (Bathory)

The crucifix in flames
The house of God burned down to the ground
A symbolic action of defiance
Brought palace of lies down

Refusal to acknowledge the authority
Of faith of liars
Has cleansed this world somewhat
By purifying lovely fire

Crosstitution
Crosstitution
Crosstitution

Holy writtings, hokus pokus
Magic incense, blood and tears
Impeccable the ways of Heaven
To inflict terror and fear

All are born of woman
And the female is of sin
So we are all drenched soaky wet in sin
When our life begins

And for the rest of our days
To reach his kingdom full of bliss
We seek forgiveness
For something we didn't do
To someone who does not and never has
And never will exist

Crosstitution
Crosstitution
Crosstitution

Cross of lies, no one up high
Gayhood of priests and spartan fiests
Pathetic faith, your wine and bread
All will be well once we're all dead

He might have died for
Somebody's sins but sure not mine
If all you want is to him follow
And die too then I say fine

But don't you baptise one more
Generation in some **in' shame
Supported by that damned religion
Of yours I now watch in flames

Crosstitution
Crosstitution
Crosstitution

I will always defy your damn faith
As I've lived I'll die free
You'll never have me crosstitute myself
Or on my **in' knees


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