| Song | Savage Pitch |
| Artist | Deströyer 666 |
| Album | Cold Steel...for an Iron Age |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jaded Lungs, Shrapnel | |
| To the victor the spoils | |
| As I lay here seduced by the power of my ill begotten gains | |
| Outside - | |
| War! The ruthless slay | |
| Basking in horrors as my tyranny reigns | |
| But even now | |
| I can't resist | |
| Pounding bone with my studded fist | |
| Dawn brings promise but | |
| I was cursed at birth | |
| To rule or die like a storm upon this earth | |
| As a mercenary first | |
| I came to be | |
| Then the armies hailed and bowed to me! | |
| Wolf, serpent, ritual fire | |
| Blackens the skies like a fucking pyre | |
| Behold my banner kneel to me | |
| Behold my banner my legions see | |
| There's a demon behind these eyes - pitch black eyes | |
| Cruel undead, relentless beast | |
| Animal now as always been | |
| For some are born with the curse | |
| The curse of knowing, and seeing with pitch black eyes | |
| Wolf, serpent, ritual fire | |
| Chokes the skies like a blackened pyre |
| zuo qu : Jaded Lungs, Shrapnel | |
| To the victor the spoils | |
| As I lay here seduced by the power of my ill begotten gains | |
| Outside | |
| War! The ruthless slay | |
| Basking in horrors as my tyranny reigns | |
| But even now | |
| I can' t resist | |
| Pounding bone with my studded fist | |
| Dawn brings promise but | |
| I was cursed at birth | |
| To rule or die like a storm upon this earth | |
| As a mercenary first | |
| I came to be | |
| Then the armies hailed and bowed to me! | |
| Wolf, serpent, ritual fire | |
| Blackens the skies like a fucking pyre | |
| Behold my banner kneel to me | |
| Behold my banner my legions see | |
| There' s a demon behind these eyes pitch black eyes | |
| Cruel undead, relentless beast | |
| Animal now as always been | |
| For some are born with the curse | |
| The curse of knowing, and seeing with pitch black eyes | |
| Wolf, serpent, ritual fire | |
| Chokes the skies like a blackened pyre |
| zuò qǔ : Jaded Lungs, Shrapnel | |
| To the victor the spoils | |
| As I lay here seduced by the power of my ill begotten gains | |
| Outside | |
| War! The ruthless slay | |
| Basking in horrors as my tyranny reigns | |
| But even now | |
| I can' t resist | |
| Pounding bone with my studded fist | |
| Dawn brings promise but | |
| I was cursed at birth | |
| To rule or die like a storm upon this earth | |
| As a mercenary first | |
| I came to be | |
| Then the armies hailed and bowed to me! | |
| Wolf, serpent, ritual fire | |
| Blackens the skies like a fucking pyre | |
| Behold my banner kneel to me | |
| Behold my banner my legions see | |
| There' s a demon behind these eyes pitch black eyes | |
| Cruel undead, relentless beast | |
| Animal now as always been | |
| For some are born with the curse | |
| The curse of knowing, and seeing with pitch black eyes | |
| Wolf, serpent, ritual fire | |
| Chokes the skies like a blackened pyre |