NSR - Contort The Truth
We're settled off the shores again,
settled off to kill, apply terror
on those domestic strangers.
Regions exist for legions...
Legions exist for doom!
Place the curse on free doom
approachers!
Hey hey!
Hey hey!
The tables have turned again.
Now it's time for the sheep to hunt the wolf.
I'll contort the truth you serve, obey.
Forever!
Egos again will hit the roof.
Your ticket to hell will be your timely goof!
Which words should I use to define my fear?
How can I refine my heartbeats from what I hear?
They made us pledge in front of society,
we didn't have what you had, variety.
Alive corpses consumed by grinded hate,
Corruption was our drug, their conspiracy!
The tables have turned again.
Now it's time for the sheep to hunt the wolf.
I'll contort the truth you serve, obey.
Forever!
and ever...
and ever!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
I will be the one to break this chain,
I will gather forces to mend this fame
that grew stronger each day, for centuries!
Let offenders feel the shame,
I have gained the power to extinguish the flame.
NSR - Pray for a Swift Death
Shackles of pain and torment:
insturments to rip the flesh.
To bend and shatter the bones,
crimson fluids are drawn.
Spat on false gods and their dogs
the holy men, cursed the worlds of beyond
and those who follow them.
Spilled their blood, spilled their wine,
left them to die like the lord that beacons them.
Now doomed to rot, on a wooden cross.
Doomed to see the nails piercing through me.
Now doomed to rot, bound to this cross.
Yet I can see their justice, their extasy...
They extract the life out me!
I can feel the end, and pray for a swift death!
Led thousands into war knowing well that they would fall...
Hanged men and burned their homes, mutilating both young
and old.
Dark servents raped the land and claimed it in my name.
My lust for death grew, devouring defenceless men.
Hey!
Hey!
Now the dead call for their king,
from the nether their voices ring,
those who live bound me in chains,
never to see daylight again...
Plotted against my kin for the gold that it would bring.
Stabbing brothers in the back, oh the final glimpse they had!
Final glimpse they had.
Ashes and dust, they lie gone.
But it didn't take long as my worst fear
I came to see my new allies betraying me.
Pure agony, they were forced to taste.
Begged and begged and begged,
yet none recieved a swift death.
Shackled by pain and torment,
ripped away from their flesh.
Heard the shattering of their bones,
felt crimson fluids flow!
I can feel the end,
I can see the end,
I can hear the end and I
pray for a swift death!
Swift
death.
Swift
death.
Swift,
swift death.
Swift,
death.
Swift,
death.
Swift,
swift death!
Pray for a swift death.
NSR - Our Hate Flows Like Wind
We're ready for a long journey,
that will lead us to our death.
Cowards stay with the olds.
We all wait for the bell to toll.
Our hearts feel no fear,
our wifes shed no tear.
The ship has come,
we shall be gone,
rise above and honor our tribe.
Our tribe enrages,
as motherless slaves (are)
ripped and tortured,
without mercy.
Our souls incinerate,
as we take one more
young blood with us,
to the other side.
Our hate,
our hate flows like wind.
Our hate,
our hate flows like wind.
I'm death, I'm hate
I'm pain, I'm angst.
I feel no pain, I shed no tear,
I kill the blind, I mute the deaf.
The time has come to spear the seer,
the horde will rise the horde will cheer.
Ready the knife, blood will spill.
Poisoned blood, poisoned with fear.
Soon it will end serenity...
Tenacious kings, won't be pleased.
They will require more whores, more wars.
The war will go on, the birds will soar.
Over the sky so high.
Carnage and death at the edge.
Mutilated rotting pieces of flesh.
Our souls incinerate as we take
one more young blood with us,
to the other side.
Our hate,
our hate flows like wind.
Our hate,
our hate flows like wind.
Flows like wind.
Flows like wind.
Now, the point you're missing is that pain
will give us only strength.
Bow, bow to the fittest, the one with the
thickest skin, the one that ignores pain.
I'm insane, like the rain.
The reign of pain and misery.
I fucking hope that your heart will fill with worms.