Pretenders to the Throne - Sodom

Sitting on a throne of genocide

Our master regal and glory

Subject for suppressions land

Fairness find no place to expand

All his soldiers die to live

In labyrinths of death

Burring temples in town of spell

Prepared for damnation to hell

Young blood enjoyed

From endless starlight

Behest in right season

For ending the treason

Pretenders to the Throne

Betrayed, forgotten and alone

Pretenders to the Throne

Our mighty child is born

You confirm me by oath with magic signs

Possesses from your masters brightness

You bring me forms of ever open eyes

Token erect of thorny thigh

In his tyrannical lust

He kills and tortured all who screams

«In god we trust»

Raise the merciless fight

Against a ward might

Come on, lets overthrow only chance

Change of sovereign is our deliverance

Pretenders to the Throne