Predator - Lich King

If you got something to say Then come my way I'm guarded by satan I'm riding on baphomet I'll teach you a lesson in violence You won't soon forget The pleasure

Up for the dead Blood-thirsty rulers are bred Rising up their dreams of hell Are waiting for you Their words will cut you in two KILLING � HE JUST KEEPS KILLING

You've heard of the beast and the things he has done Like the number the strike and command But no metalhead is prepared for the onslaught Of violent s**t he ha

Nuclear crypt is opened at last Out come the shambling fiends Rotten and groaning the zombies attack Heedless of anyones screams Freed from their prisons in bar

Just another song with thrash in the name Just another band with no chance of fame Why do they rise up? Where do they come from? Hordes of slackers with thrash