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War is the only way

by War For War

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1.
There is no day, which can be saved from the anger of deepest pits of hell There is no day, where Satan - Lord did'nt throw the shadow of his wings to earth Black light glows against the moon on a night sky, visions are in darkness Mountain winds carry the calls of devils about Satan's eternal life, War topples christian thoughts War is carried out above the earth's bowels War torment christian souls War is led by father Satan father of all beings Blood of people flows under blades of Lord Moloch, the son of war Thoughts of open wounds change into everyday joys Satan and Moloch together form an undivided unit in war No other emperor will ever gain such overpowering evil power War topples christian thoughts War is carried out above the earth's bowels War torment christian souls War is led by father Satan A stone table is surrounded by sitting figures, they eat meat They are master tasters, they feed on the deaths of their holy enemies They are satanists, they know who their lord is very well They sit outside around a pentagram and hold an unholy black mass Look lord at your own failure Your last hour in this song is ticking away In the next Satan will kill you likewise There is'nt remorse on any side In a sea of blood doctors are drowning with holy crosses on their necks Their school did'nt give them anything else, than no hope They die under the strain of christ, like he himself Satans reich grows like hate in war
2.
Cold rain dripping on the armour of my panzer Weak bodies give in to the power of my panzer Darkly grim is the metal of my panzer Satan himself now blesses my panzer With fire! Ten forward gears well oiled with sweat of rotten goat Might of master Maybach roaring through the swollen throat Eleven-ton turret aiming at the dying sun Scorched earth battlezone is at the core of things to come Golden peace of distant lands is just tomorrow‘s war Try to breathe those rattling chains of bitter angerspore Carburettor überwardrums of the twin choke type Time is ripe to wipe the light and seek flames in the night Time is ripe to let the chaos shape your blinded life Sealing rings on hand that pierces heart with silver knife Interleaving wheels of hell let out a meat-fuelled howl Crosses fall to burning fields and turn to salty dust With the slowest diligence I take and disembowel There’s no shelter I shan’t find there’s no immortal crust Thirsty crankshaft turns in series of demonic nods Red sap of the autumn sky tastes like the sweetest wine Feel the sturdy piston worship steel connecting rods Cylinder heads glow and hail the ancient breech design Main gun of Satan Fire! Messenger of War – Through the veil of nightly fog I ride Messenger of War – Horizon is full of poison flames Messenger of War – Carrying dark seeds of iron oaks Kneel and die before the altar of my panzer Blood-soaked soil moans the ultimate answer Eagles and flittermice fly high above my panzer Talons holding secret weapons carved with olden runes Messenger of War – Womb of eager Christian flesh beware Messenger of War – Carrying the spear into the lair Main gun of Satan Fire! Messenger of War – Through the veil of nightly fog I ride Messenger of War – Horizon is full of poison flames Messenger of War – Carrying dark seeds of iron oaks Kneel and die before the altar of my panzer Blood-soaked soil moans the ultimate answer Eagles and flittermice fly high above my panzer Talons holding secret weapons carved with olden runes Messenger of War – Womb of eager Christian flesh beware Messenger of War – Carrying the spear into the lair Worms throwing stones at the ankles of my panzer Black slime covering the skin of my panzer Sad and free is the laughter of my panzer Shadows grow in groined vaulting of my panzer I’m drunk with my own blood within the shell of my panzer Flesh becomes one with the chassis of my panzer Strange figure roams through the fane of my panzer Death herself now charges my panzer Into the fire!
3.
Wintry my eyes And the smoke in my mouth So bitter yet I can’t get enough The void smells of wormwood And blood flows through ice More blood than in my veins I can feel it streaming Since the hour The wolf spoke my name The wolf spoke my name I follow in his silent footsteps To thundering battles Without meaning or end Just the chaos of life Collapsing into itself Battles in sparkling snow And steaming blood I will be clad the same way When the day is over And we silently gaze Into the night sky Where crows swallow cold stars The wolf runs through woods And burning cities Restless and tired Until crimson dawn Calm at heart yet eager To swallow the rising sun I can feel his vicious teeth Under my lips Sorrowful beast, you must sleep now Whispered the forest But I just smiled I can’t strip myself of these wounds The wolf spoke my name Not for a few fleeting moments For they are the last thing Holding my flesh together Since the hour The wolf spoke my name
4.
Nálet 04:30
Do krytu! Město se třese strachem ze smrti Tanky od satana, řvoucí stroje Bůh svatý necítí hrůzy a strasti Na nebi letadla chtějí krve Obrněné vozy jedou zabíjet a ničit svět Boří domy, kácí stromy nemilosrdně Vytváří se oblak prachu, atomový věk Černá vojska odpalují jaderné hlavně Nálet Tankem sestřelit je kříž krista pána Vyrvat srdce všechna zubožených otroků Tanky vypustit na válečná pole Krve by se nedořezal nikdo v žádném ze svědků Vír letadel - V pařátech supů budete hnít! Všichni zemřete - V bolestech už nemá smysl žít Nálet Vír letadel - V pařátech supů budete hnít! Všichni zemřete - V bolestech už nemá smysl žít Vír letadel - V pařátech supů budete hnít! Všichni zemřete - V bolestech už nemá smysl žít Vysypané zuby a zpřelámané nohy Vojáci řvou a jdou za cílem Zraněné hrudi, přesto jsou hrdi S vědomím smrti před soumrakem Přespolní legie, železná divize Se silou pancíře do útoku Stíhací letadla, smrtící chapadla Střílejte na boha i ze vzduchu Zaútočte na cíl pancéřovou pěstí Zaměřujte na oltář ať zemřou všichni svatí Rozpolcené hlavy a zlé záseky střepin Znetvořené oči vojáků i rodin Prchejte do krytů, velitelé pluků Jedové plyny jsou v atmosféře Útočte legie, vy střílejte statečně Všichni tu zemřeme ve své víře Nálet Ohněm třeba popálit je tanky nepřítele Nafty plné nádrže krmí plameny Generál nejvyšší velí palte, palte Sčítají se mrtví v krvi, sčítají se dny Vír letadel - V pařátech supů budete hnít! Všichni zemřete - V bolestech už nemá smysl žít
5.
A million tanks on the battlefield Forward in war through falling crosses Satan, my dark father, orders death, for killing people Red eyes of the devil are windows into a better world full of blood from god, full of evil Satan will never give up harming god The guns of Satan's warriors aim very precisely They hit into the heads and hearts of their lowly prey On bloody plains lie exactly one thousand and growing The devil knows well - what the dark side is The devil knows well - how many hours passed The devil knows well - what is a dark funeral The devil knows well - why christ must always be killed It's necessary for all evil to be done in the name of all swedish black metal bands Which always had the need to call out against god Very much they gave and are still giving in texts for Satan The word satan in fact sounds very good The devil knows well - what the dark side is The devil knows well - how many hours passed The devil knows well - what is a dark funeral The devil knows well - why christ must always be killed Amazing sounds also devil, darkness, death and shadows Hellish lords of northern bands now lead me by my hand I also write Satan a lot, this is why I do all this 2X Satan is my dark lord satan is my black king Satan is my symbol of faith Satan is my meaning of music Tank commanders heads are split with something black It smells of battle, result is the essence of death From all sides raging machines like walls of noise Satan, lord, father, look after this work With every thought stab the non believers non believers in evil, you, Satan, Devil and Master 2X Satan is my dark lord satan is my black king Satan is my symbol of faith Satan is my meaning of music
6.
Satan! Spread your blackened wings over fading moon and star Unchain freezing flames and set free the vicious horde Let those human souls taste just how empty they are Satan, smash them open, for you’re the hammer lord Enlace their flesh with the wunderfire of war A mighty forge for some and a furnace for all War is the only way Pray to Satan pray War is the only way Pray to Satan pray I’m a son of war Metal noise of battle dances in my weary dreams Crucifix is broken and spoiled lies the sacred ground I’m a son of war Shadow over churches which I enter with a torch Eternal flames burn sheepish fleshlings all around I’m a son of war Laughing at the judgment as I cut screaming throats Without grace I kill in dark hours of the battle Battle against Christ Wind is full of anger as I ride to the vicious battle Battle against Christ Fight for demonic glory in the never ending battle Battle against Christ Battle against Christ War is the only way Pray to Satan pray War is the only way Pray to Satan pray A storm is coming He loves killing Christ’s slaves dying Hell is rising Burning churches Laments of fear Blind fools bleeding Gates of death are near Satan’s smiling Master of war Unleash our bloodlust You who knows our souls We adore the war We hail unholy fire Endless fire will burn Under Satan’s mountain throne Sorrow is served As bodies turn to dust War is the true path To eternal endarkment From the depths of hell We launch grenades into paradise Hail unholy fire Enlace human flesh with the wunderfire of war A mighty forge for some and a furnace for all Raise the dead from wet, cold graves so they can die again Pattern bombing in b-minor is the penultimate chord Blackest kind of metal twisting in weak arteries of men Unchain freezing flames and set free the vicious horde Leviathan – Loneliest of beasts, rejoice in this bloody mire Moloch – Iron king of old, purify the children by black fire Beelzebub – Ruler of the sky, lend me your wings and claws Satan – Trickster on your throne, let your lies behead false laws War – Mother of the end, come consume this rotten land Satan – Father of all knowledge, I put the hammer in your hand War is the only way Pray to Satan pray War is the only way Pray to Satan pray Sataaaaan!
7.
Deset pěších asi nás nočním stínem města jde Cítím v sobě vlezlý chlad, se zemí bouře obcuje Všude kolem středověk, jeho krvelačné čelisti V skutečnosti jen sto let před zrozením nastane Ulice v bahně, kromě nás nikdo živý Jen tu a tam oheň a pusté nádraží Průrazné echo v černých jeho halách Děsí nás svým jedem ve zdejších tmách Světélkující duchové vznášejí se zde mezi sloupy Mají ženské tváře, jsou mrtvé, však skvostné Jako bych poznával ten obličej po smrti Co blíží se zle k Morganě, drž dcero, drž Běžte dolů lidé, schody míří k vodě Já tu počkám s Tebou, neskličuj se strachem Půjdem zpátky do té haly, oni se vrátí Nic nedá nám světlo, jen ztrácíme se v noci Ztrácím se v myšlenkách, obrazech i v čase Duní ve mě jedovaté Sedmihradsko Alan mi pomoc přislíbil, budu tedy čekat Duše se vrací, obrazy mění Studny plné vody z deště Domy z cihel pobořené Bloudíme po starém městě S požehnáním hrůz Louže krve v loužích vody Zůstávají v našich stopách Jedovaté Sedmihradsko Cítím na slinách Strašidelné temné vize svázané se zločinem Oběťmi jsme společně, jediným zlým snem Není tu již nikdo další, ni skvostné zemřelé Město plné síry z nebe, nepospatelné Ten děs neumím ani slovy popasat Nejsem si jist, zda je to vůbec ještě válka Sen promítá jen půlobrazy, tak lákavé Moře se jich s probuzením kvapně roztrhne Síť studní propojená železnými troubami Vedle křovin záměstských valí se černé řeky Míříme po svažující vojenské pláni Studny jsou přeplněné, půl města je v krvi Mračna - bomby na křídlech letadel Mračna - střelný prach a tanků směr
8.
Panzer war 07:06
Yesterday I had in mind ten evil thoughts They were prayers for building of all Satan's temples In the ruins of destructed towns black snakes slither They prepare to stomp all holy rats I see and hear war in my dreams More and more masses of people must die Black tanks are driven by Satan's soldiers They don't know love, they kill for their leader I hate the smiles of false beasts, they must die Shots from cannons into people sound like a black service Bursts of wind guide the battle planes Dropping bombs on an already bloody field I have a feeling, that still today something will happen Unhappy families are torn apart in the heat of fires Poor people have blood massed all over their bodies Fear in their eyes, no hope, only death and ruins These are christians, they pay a harsh tax from god I hate all holy animals My soul is passed on to Satan My rage has a definite destructive goal I force into people the name of war I am soldier, I kill on demand and I do it happily My tank will ruin the world, then peace will prevail Satan leads this war against light So that the holy ghost will choke on it's own blood Inhuman terror grows day by day Remorse does'nt exist above the worst suffering Nothing awaits not guilty casualties, only terror and death Their christ has an armoured fist in his eyes Thousends of man prepared to kill or be killed for war There is no deeper reason, only deep threnches Huge iron weapons wo'nt stop, they keep firing Satan rubs his hands when the world listens to him Planes in the sky, tanks in the towns Soldiers in the field, ships out at sea Unbelievable suffering of all types Otherwise it has it's esthetical side Lord Moloch is a thorn in the holy father's eye His dark division, demolished thousands of churches and temples Christians with their lying men lost their faith Which brought them only pain and sadness They have no tears in their eyes, it's only blood and battered faces Broken and torn feet, burnt flesh, dead relatives Falling apart, last holdings, no home, no foundation Shot apart are buildings which were once rich towns Remembrance of war veterans are'nt warnings but inspirations Weapons get heavy, we go the way of war
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released December 14, 2006

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