Tekster:
3 Inches Of Blood Advance And Vanquish

: Don't walk the cold and ruthless streets They drain the life from all they meet The servants crying underground Smelling mortal blood like hounds As

on his heart Immortality is his, salted tears will drench his days The captains' lost upon the seas Penance for his wicked deeds Cheated by his crew and God As he floats and

: Hark! A scout has reached the gate, brining news of war In a fortnight they'll be here, legions of the nameless fear Our king he cannot lead, our king

five, Wykydtron came to life Born of a scientific design to serve all human kind Artificial intelligence bred for future war When galaxies will crumble and

in blood With their heads they will pay the price Spill blood On their trail we hunt them tirelessly Spill blood Bloodshed eases their loss Spill their blood

depths of Hell To deal his wrath Swordmaster, bounty hunter for the damned Stand and Fight - Kill or Die His blade is gleaming and from it blood is

nights Crazy nights, crazy nights Intoxicating fury Crazy nights, crazy nights, crazy nights Horns up high in praise Paradise erupts, bodies hit the grounds The enemy is vanquished

in blood With their heads they will pay the price Spill blood On their trail we hunt them tirelessly Spill blood Bloodshed eases their loss Spill their blood

Hark! A scout has reached the gate, brining news of war In a fortnight they'll be here, legions of the nameless fear Our king he cannot lead, our king