Death or Glory

Breaking the waves, a ride on the wild raging sea Playing with fortune, oh, what a lust to be free Flashlights and thunder, the pattering rain on the hull From a stormy horizon we get our course The cry of freedom Face in the wind, we're riding the storm We'll stay our course whatever will come Wandering souls in the sea of the damned Death or glory, oh, oh, we're riding the storm Cracks in the planks, the rigging moves upwards and Staggering masts, the pounding splash of the prow The wind in our sails, our flag flies high on the top From a stormy horizon we get our course The cry of freedom Face in the wind, we're riding the storm We'll stay our course whatever will come Wandering souls in the sea of the damned Death or glory, oh, oh, we're riding the storm Breaking the waves, a ride on the wild raging sea Playing with fortune, oh, what a lust to be free Flashlights and thunder, the pattering rain on the hull From a stormy horizon we get our course The cry of freedom Face in the wind, we're riding the storm We'll stay our course whatever will come Wandering souls in the sea of the damned Death or glory, oh, oh, we're riding the storm

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Living fast - you take it day by day One last chance - to throw it all away Mistrust is all you see in a world of hate You know the reason why - but way too late In this heart he knows that he won't fall but On the streets they're playing winner takes it all One on one he's a renegade Could tell his time was coming Chasing the ace of life One by one he will win again Make no mistake this time He's a renegade Restless night, you wanna watch the dragon burn Lives for knives, are you ever gonna learn You really wanna know if the needle ever lies But you just don't believe - it's the devil in disguise In his heart he knows that he won't fall but On the streets they're playing winner takes it all One on one he's a renegade Could tell his time was coming Chasing the ace of life One by one he will win again Make no mistake this time He's a renegade [Slowbit:] Severe vene puncture sights on the inner forearm with evidence of vein thrombosis on both right and left sides. Rhinitus of the nasal passages with evidence of extreme laceration of inner membrane and mucus ducts. Symptoms of withdrawal obvious together with complaints of visual hallucinations and extreme paranoia.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Cries - for one lost nation reaching out against the wall Lies - to a generation feeding minds that would not fall Danger for the free As they reach for the sky I should be laughing now But it's death in disguise Pain - that sees no borders - empty lives alone to feel Insane - but who's to help us - evil from the boot of steel Doesn't hurt to flee Pride when you die Should I be crying now Their deeds are full of lies

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

The holy sword of fire is burning through the lands Wizards and witches - their torture never ends Religious madness creates this hell on earth The "Holy" inquisition is spreading its curse Murder, lies and slanders, 'cause they want to rule Madmen and fools, they left a sea of running blood Hundreds of pyres are burning in the night Calumniated victims of "inquisition's" strike Pray for the tortured, tears for their pain Misanthropic blindness, a dog without a chain Murder, lies and slanders, 'cause they want to rule Madmen and fools, they left a sea of running blood

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

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Fire, fore and aft Man the boats and put to the sea Crashing yardarms - cries of pain A will to live - a chance to flee Panic on the boats to save Stricken hands the first on board Leading to eternal grave Dragging down what they could hoard Thirty days and nights have I seen the brink of death Troubled seas - my only friend Drag me down - gasping for breath Cursing eternal black Bloodied by the dogs of war Memories come clawing back Treasured friends - their sight no more Eternal cruise I feel the fires of madness Burning holes into my wounds This hell on earth I feel the power of sadness No way out - I'm marooned Lonely this hell on earth Demons screaming in my mind Wading thru debris of life A thousand souls their graves to find Flotsam with death on board Bodies ripped until the bone Nothing but the sounds of time No sign of life - am I alone ? Eternal curse I feel the fires of madness Burning holes into my wounds This hell on earth I feel the power of sadness No way out - I'm 'marooned Eternal curse Could I really be stranded Start to count 1000 moons This hell on earth To me the gods have handed No way out I'm marooned

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

Fifty years ago with the world at war Hands bloodied - devastated Better believe they're back for more Pounding the world with a fist of steel Jack booted, heavy handed Careless of the pain we feel Bastards - throwing life away Killers - Alive today Oh oh oh oh Don't tell no lies I see through your eyes You're bad to the bone Oh oh oh oh Don't tell no lies You can't hear the cries 'Cos you're bad to the bone Times have changed but he don't know Zoot suit, black tie Careless that the lies are low One for all and all for one Talking smooth - hidden truth Time bomb ticking just begun Bastards - throwing life away Killers - Alive today Oh oh oh oh Don't tell no lies I see through your eyes You're bad to the bone Oh oh oh oh Don't tell no lies You can't hear the cries 'Cos you're bad to the bone Standing alone for the world to see Non-starter - push harder He still believes his time will come Small wonder - old thunder Can't he see that he's wrong Bastards - throwing life away Killers - Alive today Oh oh oh oh Don't tell no lies I see through your eyes You're bad to the bone Oh oh oh oh Don't tell no lies You can't hear the cries 'Cos you're bad to the bone

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

Man or boy - we'll fight all as one Bending the rules - it's the call of the wild Last resort - to be shot down in pains Playing your very last card Hoist up the mainbrace and fasten the sails Crowsnest is screaming for shore Ready the rum that is stored in the hold Bringing what we need and more Where the streets have no name Where the devil's in all men If you knew what was a slain Pay or flee in Tortuga Bay Fight to death - games that men play Flashing of steel and the clash of the sword Last breath - the kill of the day Proving what all men must fear Hoist up the mainbrace and fasten the sails Crowsnest is screaming for shore Ready the rum that is stored in the hold Bringing what we need and more Live by stealth - cover your track Enemies scuttled but who needs to see No escape - knife in your back Fleeing from Tortuga Bay Hoist up the mainbrace and fasten the sails Crowsnest is screaming for shore Ready the grass that is bound up in bales Bringing what we need and more Where the streets have no name Where the devil's in all men If you knew what was a slain Pay or flee in Tortuga Bay Where survival's the game Where you fight for your freedom If you knew what was a slain Pay or flee in Tortuga Bay

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

Reach for the rifle - go for the gun Saddle the beast huge load to heave Unstoppable race now begun Cry for the slaughter who would believe Hunting the red one - blood on their breath Searching horizons for clues of the kill Blowing their own horn - stinking of death Tally ho! Touch of the tail but what to expect Dog don't believe why to die for the queen Lies to the allies - wrath with respect Blood hounds of hades - heeding the scream Pounding of hooves they cannot control Mud flying high as shit hits the fan Break for the border - the thrill of it all Tally ho! Clawing the reigns Of a world gone mad Treason Breaking the chains Death or glory - pride or pain Breaking down the rules of greed and gain Hunter's hounds in the hands of the hunted Death or glory Clawing the reigns Of a world gone mad Treason Breaking the chains Death or glory - pride or pain Breaking down the rules of greed and gain Hunter's hounds in the hands of the hunted Death or glory Death or glory - pride or pain Death or glory

June the 18th 1815, the battle at "Belle-Alliance" Marshy fields and pouring rain, all the blood and the pain a cannon's fire, cuirassier's attack, British grenadiers stand tight Wellington's command "Bluecher or the night", but no Prussian in sight The battle of Waterloo a sea of blood that stains the field The battle of Waterloo lead and steel the bloody goods The battle of Waterloo they fight and die, fall one by one The battle of Waterloo a tribute to the bloody death Fight, fight - you have to stand unite Kill, kill - come on and have your thrill Bleed, bleed - your blood flows on the field Die, die - but nobody will ever cry for you The French guard marches on and on straight towards the British lines Bluecher's Prussians join the fight storming the fire side The French guards fall one by one but Napoleon has gone Do you know who's paying the costs ? The little soldier, he's lost The battle of Waterloo a sea of blood that stains the field The battle of Waterloo lead and steel the bloody goods The battle of Waterloo they fight and die, fall one by one The battle of Waterloo a tribute to the bloody death

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Out in the park where they gather in the dark It's a scaring atmosphere Wide open eyes which are following the sign It's soiled with blood and fear One by one they're casting the unholy spell My promise of murder, a present from hell Danger for the free, woman hanging on a tree Law and order is their goal Shadows are behind you, run and take good care They will snatch you if you fall See them marching, hear them screaming, never See them marching, hear them screaming Never we'll follow their way March on straight to hell With the signs of death in hand March on, scream and yell Bound for a wasted land One after one they prepare for the run Latest catchword is to choose Face to face in an awful race The pack of hounds is loose Mortis comes with his loudest boots, beware A message of yesterday's horror, take care Wrath in their mind, there's no reason to find They will never comprehend Time is too late for a world to create That is worth it to defend See them marching, hear them screaming, never See them marching, hear them screaming Never we'll follow their way March on straight to hell With the signs of death in hand March on, scream and yell Bound for a wasted land March on straight to hell With the signs of death in hand March on, scream and yell Bound for a wasted land One by one they're casting the unholy spell A promise of murder, a present from hell March on straight to hell With the signs of death in hand March on, scream and yell Bound for a wasted land

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025