Manowar

Kill with power



Hear what“s written on the wind. We come to kill and kill again. Our arrows fall like hail Trample on the dead. – Ride through the Gate of clouds – stand on the open step. Run berserk – spreading fear and pain. Black shield and weapons, black our chain. None can harm us – not their fire – Iron or steel – for we have the Will to power – with power we will Kill. Kill with power – die die Kill with power – die die To the war god Odin you will pray. And the curse of weapons shall Remain. On the blood of all our Tathers – on their weapons we now Swear to avenge – not lament. Give the False ones death. Kill with power – die die Kill with power – die die