I've been running low on inspiration
Tired of the physical intrigue
There's nothing left to imagination
Living in a world that treats love so carelessly
Don't want no smooth Tallinn' lover
I can't play the role
It just leaves me cold
I need a high powered love
I wanna feel that lightning streak
High powered love
Got to be down in the heart with me
Sometimes it's hard to keep believing
Too many pretty faces all skin deep
Now is there anyone left with teeth just a little uneven
And won't spend more time a mirror than he does with me
If you're looking
Blow Your Speakers
Brothers the battle is raging
Choose your side
Sing with us the BATTLE HYMNS
INTO GLORY RIDE
HAIL TO ENGLAND
THE SIGN OF THE HAMMER's our guide
Forever we're FIGHTING THE WORLD
Side by side
On a crusade the world we bring
Four Kings of Metal
Four Metal Kings
Death to the false ones
Dance on a string
'Til the blood on your sword is the blood of the king
'Til the blood on your sword is the blood of the king
Our armies in England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales
Our brothers in Belgium, Holland and France
will not fail
Denmark, Sweden, Norway, Finland, Italy
Switzerland, Austria
Back to the glory of Germany
On a crusade the world we bring
Four Kings of Metal
Four Metal Kings
Death to the false ones
Dance on a string
'Til the blood on your sword is the blood of the king
'Til the blood on your sword is the blood of the king
Sound the DEATH TONE
On our MARCH FOR REVENGE
Spill THE BLOOD OF MY ENEMIES
THE OATH of a friend
Fight the HOLY WAR for THE CROWN AND THE RING
Six magic circles made by the BLOOD OF THE KINGS
Wherever we ride it's metal we bring
Four Kings of Metal
Four Metal Kings
Death to the false ones
Dance on a string
'Til the blood on your sword is the blood of the king
'Til the blood on your sword is the blood of the king
Blood of a king