Blood of Life, flowing pure

In honoredGrace we shall endure

Lords of War cast down on us

Nine lives before the Incubus



We praise the Blood that Metal brings

The Essence of Creative Quality

Is Life so pure we cannot seek

Our Hopes, our dreams to make our fantasies Reality



Chains of steel bind us here

They seem so real till Death appears

In Quest of Fate, of Love of Life

It's not too late to know the Light



We praise the Blood that Metal brings

The Essence of Creative Quality

Is Life so pure we cannot seek

Our Hopes, our dreams to make our fantasies Reality



Incisioned mind, ruined for all time

In dark of night pursues the crime

But Love be true even in Hell

And Love of Life brings us Metal



Blind as ever, they can't hear the bell

They will suffer for the souls they sell

Chains will never bind us to Hell

To All Father we raise our swords and ride to Valhalla



Heavy... METAL

METAL

METAL