i've seen the real worms:the men

thrash to the masses

16 maggio 2010,addio ronnie james,rimarrai sempre nella storia
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When I was young the FROST covered the land
(There was the) VENOM of the KREATOR in every band
In an ONSLAUGHT, the CARNIVORE wears spikes
MASTERs of ABOMINATION and DEATHSTRIKE...
VOIVODs RUNNING WILD and AT WAR
A HAMMER from HELL, a MASSACRE
SACRIFICE the SLAYER in the PENTAGRAM
MANOWAR, SODOM's MAYHEM
Now they crossed the ATLANTIC sea
WHIPLASH, SLAUGHTER
Forgotten Tales...
I am old...
I'm feeling old, and cold
I have been to the Second Cave
I banged my head to the brave
A BULLDOZER grinding 'till DEATH
The SINDROME of DEVASTATION and TERMINAL DEATH
MUTILATED, POSSESSED by MANTAS
A SARCOPHAGUS, the MUTILATOR's SEPULCHRE
DESTRUCTION of the MERCYFUL KING on HALLOW'S EVE
RIGOR MORTIS of the Countess BATHORY
OBLIVION of the MORBID ANGEL...
EXODUS of the DARK ANGEL...
Now they crossed the VULCANIC lands,
EXCITER, reaching CIRITH UNGOL
Forgotten Tales...

(apokalyptic raids,forgotten tales)

Bullets do represent the war
Bullets are not game
Bullets are made just to kill
To overcoming enemies
Shooting, killing and smashing
That is the bullets idea
You won`t have another chance
To love your life secondly
Bullets are killing for no meaning
Bullets will bring the death
Bullets are killing for no meaning
Bullets will bring the death
Bullets are made by human hand
Bullets are not alive
Bullets are thrashing through the place
Destructing the rest of our world
Bullets are to kill, bullets do destruct
Bullets you will see, bullets, bullets
Bullets are will, bullets the countdown
Bullets you will see, bullets

(bullet,assassin)

I've followed you
For many years of my life
For many years the sins that you
Have done to me I've borne
Always near to you I've been
Regardless of the strife
Awaiting patiently without fear
For the time to strike
Running through cities
Not fearing their lives
Never retreating before living eyes
Burning in Hell is a small price to pay
Now that my vengeance shall have its decay
You took away me family
And sent me far away
To a stinking prison
Where I could but stay
Fourteen years of freedom you took
While you