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Zimmers Hole - When You Were Shouting At The Devil... We Were In League With Satan lyrics



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01. When You Were Shouting At The Devil... We Were In League With Satan

In my youth, I learned the truth, pure metal was the only way
Glam rock can suck a cock, it's strictly for the closet gay
Burning bright, my wheels ignite, burning to the other side
Exodus was fucking right, all the poseurs must die!

When you were Shouting at the Devil
We were In League...

Drink and fight, every night, take your women away
Embrace the dark and leave your mark, you know there's hell to pay
We live proud and love it loud, you wish you were one of the 'Crue'
Worship your transvestite gods, my sword will run you through!

When you were Shouting at the Devil
We were In League...
When you were Shouting at the Devil
We were In League...

With Satan

In the pit of shadows blows the wind of stench
Familiar to those who know...

02. We Rule The Fucking Land

Alright, let's go!

Long time, too bad. Much more than others had
Insane and fire branded...We rule the fucking land
Smoke weed! Drink booze! We haven't time to lose
Devious and underhanded...We rule the fucking land

Die by my hand
Rule the land
Die by my hand

Come on!

Stand up! Be strong! We haven't very long...
Dominate as commanded...We rule the fucking land
Lookout! Behold! As the time of old
Conquest! Victory! We rule the fucking land

03. The Flight Of The Knight Bat

You fail, who's the Chosen One?
Flight of the Knight Bat
Greybeard, old man, carpenter's son
Flight of the Knight Bat

A demon descends from the night
He comes to take innocence
Carrying the Damned, the Bird takes flight
Flight of the Knight Bat

Oh Lord of Darkness, have you conquered the sun?
Behold, the world has come undone

I feel a breakdown
Cheeseburger breakdown
We need a breakdown
Cheeseburger Breakdown!

Impale! Who's the Chosen One?
Fallen...now rise forgotten Son
You fail, who's the Chosen One?
Behold, your world has come undone.

Fly away Little Bat...
...This Basket of Death you can't deny!

04. 1312

Once proud and fearless, what have we become?
End the time of weakness, we know what must be done
Rise above a simple purpose, time you know the score
Either you're the Master, or just another whore...

What's your Quest?
What are you fighting for?
Is that your best?
Just give a little more...

From the smoking ashes, a tribe of Lordes will rise
Vengeance will rain down from the Northern skies
Into the frozen North upon the mountain high
You cannot run from truth, your blood you can't deny

See the demons fly way up there in the sky
Lightning bolts they strike and you must wonder why
Never fear my dear because The Hole is here
Wipe your tears you puss, you might just worship us!

Feel the power, Northern Thunder
Feel the power, Northern Thunder!

All paths converge, heed the call
Purpose and Might, we'll claim it all
It's yours by right, watch the palace fall

1312

05. Devil's Mouth

The Devil Wins

All I hear is the whisper, it's deafening
Can't resist, not worth fighting my lower brain
Once more I'm drawn in blindly, she calls again

The blackest of holes, will swallow your soul
And blood will flow from the Devil's Mouth
The Devil's Mouth

You always want what you haven't got
It's all the same
And when you get there, it ain't what you thought
That's the game

The blackest of holes will swallow your soul
When you're down south, it's the Devil's Mouth, son The Devil's Mouth

Beware the Whisper

In and out it's an endless cycle, she owns your soul
Kneel before your lord and master and serve the Hole

The blackest of holes will swallow your soul
And blood will flow from the Devil's Mouth
The Devil's Mouth

Beware the Mouth for it will swallow you whole

06. The Vowel Song

A, e, i, o, u, and sometimes
Y are you wasting my air?
Why are you still here?
Why must i tolerate, no debate, eliminate!
A, e, i, o, u...Suck....Suck!!!

07. Fista Corpse

Who says there is no use for the dearly departed
Just make a fist and the party has started
Show appreciation for the dead
They never complain about giving head

Fista Corps

Fits your hand just like a glove
Now embrace that necro love
Nothing finer than rotten vagina
Oh how sweet, the rancid meat

Fista Corps

And now sweet corpse, one last caress
As I fondle a putrid breast
Now you fist bang the open vag-anus
Just kick the bucket, and we'll make ya famous

Fista Corps

08. Anonymous Esophagus

Anonymous Esophagus
You love to scream and shout
Now suck it in the mouth
Could come from anyone
You don't know where that cum comes from

Anonymous Esophagus

Now hush, no time to talk
Just get down there and suck on my cock
No I don't want to know your name
Just as long as I came

Well my dick just wrote this song
Now swallow-balls and all!

Anonymous (Mouth) Esophagus

Open mouths across the nation
Accepting of my donation

It's all about my dong
My dick should sing this song!

Anonymous Esophagus

09. Alright

The iron horse will roll
More time in the saddle than on solid ground
The beast that feeds my soul
A lust for life you can't understand

Alright!

Onward we will ride
The glorious sound of the hammer down
Keep on keeping on
Ahead of the pack with the wind at my back
Cut the road like a knife
What else are you doing with your life?

Alright!

Saddle up and ride
I'm with you brother by your side

Absolution, live by the wheel
Chase the horizon, a triumph of will

Alright!

The beast shakes the ground
Bark of thunder, an unholy sound
Screaming into the wind
Not for the weak, we'll deafen the meek
Take your life in your hands
If I have to explain you would not understand

Alright!

10. Hair Doesn't Grow On Steel

Glory, defending with honour
Glory, Defenders of Truth

On steeds through pouring rain
To save the world again
And before us you may kneel
We know what's good and true
The fight for Metal is true
Your hair does not grow on my steel

Some they may stand and some they may tell
But few will rise up and claim all of hell
Swift is the steel, swing forth the blade
Our enemies fall, be only the brave

Glory, rise up from your knees!
Glory, Defenders of Truth

On steeds through pouring rain
To save Metal again
And before us you may kneel
We know what's good and true
The fight for music is true
Your hair does not grow on my steel

Into the fray, I'll die today
Not for the meek or afraid
Mighty the blade, in fire be forged
This is how heroes are made

On steeds through pouring rain
To save the world again
We need new heroes, not Vince Neil!
The legions and the hordes
We all will raise our swords
Your hair does not grow on my steel

Chaos is coming, it won't be long
All must bear witness, united as one
With courage we stand, only the strong
Fight for what's true
It lives within all of you...

11. What's My Name... Evil!

Enter into my domain
All I offer, lies and pain
Turning decent into swine
Mothers milk into wine

Be the wolf that culls the weak
Monster walks among the sheep
Turn young girls to Jezebels
Seething harlots straight from hell

What's my name...Evil!

Lust for life you can't relieve
The years you've spent upon your knees
Now's the time to dry your tears
I will confirm all your fears

Watch the fires burning bright
As my shadow swallows light
Flames consuming all the lies
You're nothing to me

Look to the skies and tell me what do you see?
I am the light that shines infernally
Lust for my name, my body, my mind, my seed
You can't deny the power coming from me

Living waste so unseen
Your pitiful life is but dream
Reach out to me and take my hand
I'll lead you to the Promised Land

Laughing as the Kingdom burns
All is lost, nothing learned
Legions rise to claim the earth
Witness now the dark rebirth

What's my name...Evil!

12. In League With Satan

Music & lyrics by Venom
I'm in league with Satan
I was raised in hell
I walk the streets of Salem
Amongst the living dead

I need no one to tell me
What's wrong or right
I drink the blood of children
Stalk my prey at night

[Chorus:]
Look out beware
When the full moon's high n'bright
In every way I'm there
In every shadow in the night
Cause I'm evil in league with Satan
Evil in league with Satan

I'm in league with Satan
Obey his commands
With the goat of Mendes
Sitting at his left hand

I'm in league with Satan
I love the dead
No one prayed for Sodom
As the people fled

I'm in league with Satan
I am the masters own
I drink the juice of women
As they lie alone

I'm in league with Satan
I bear the devils mark
I kill the new born baby
Tear the infants flesh