Angels Of Retribution, An Ode To Judas Priest




Wreaking frenzied chaos as we ride into the Night,
Blackened Flames behind us as we forsake the Light,
Darkness running with us and this Fire in our hearts,
Taking out the watch guards as they see us from the ramparts.

Riding fast and free into the madness that awaits,
Screaming out in agony as we storm through the gates,
Into the mouth of Hell we go with sharpened swords up high,
Mowing down all those who cross us, we shall never die.

Upon Chaotic Sickness, on this Misery we thrive,
For where we go to bring destruction, no one's left alive,
No warning sound, no messenger, arriving by surprise,
Your so-called God looks down at us with terror in his eyes.

Ravaging all that there is, the cowards stricken down,
Infernal soldiers wiping out your mortal crown,
Leather Rebels riding fast into the blood-stained night,
With fury in our boiling blood we live to win the fight.