: [Music & lyrics: Rolf Kasparek] He was just a gentile man It was his love to grind He didn't know the fear He never had to hide He loved the glance
: [Music: Rolf Kasparek] [Instrumental]
darkness Black fortress stands might and proud The shelter for the traced and tortured For the one who's damned A dragon is watching for fortress Black
fears A dark shadow creeps to your deathbed It's too late to regret your sins He says to you, "Well, surrender I want your soul for hell" You have no
: [Music & lyrics: Rolf Kasparek] Racing through the night Pounding engine's roar There's nothing that's like this I'm burning to the core Exhaust hangs
gates He grew in a womb of a hellpossessed whore Born to be a king to give the badness war Free and wild, Satan's child Adrian's taking the crown Destruction
We are prisoners of our time But we are still alive Fight for the freedom, Fight for the right We are Running Wild
Rolf Kasparek/Lyrics: Rolf Kasparek, Majk Moti] Friday night, dressed to kill, hell bent for the show Shiny leather like a second skin, ready for their
usher howls Tonight The vault hears a fatal vow of the preacher veiled in a cowl He swears the righteous sovereign for an alliance to rouse the flame
: [Music & lyrics: Rolf Kasparek] Weigh the anchor, hoist the sails Cruisin' for booty on watery trails No exploiter we see can still sail on Our cannons