Metalström Lyrics

"Arise all ye faithful to the sword."

From the grave comes the storm
Fire and ice, and battle horns.
Through the night a dark star burns
Titans fight, the King returns.

Demon eyes spread fear and pain
Throughout the minds of those too sane
To realize this is no game,
Drinking the lies in Heaven's name.

Spear of Tiw, forged by Muse
Magik mound of Crom.
Some they learn, some they burn
In the wake of Metalström.

From the veils blows the storm.
Lightning strikes from the sword.
Warriors ride upon the wind.
All Hallows Night, the hunt begins.

Lord of Flies doth spread the plague
Throughout the lives of those to blame.
For all the lies in Heaven's name
The Lords of Light shall rise again.

Holy Grail, Silver sails,
Court of Avalon.
Some they learn, some they burn
In the wake of Metalström.