[Intro: Bizzy] The one baby! As a child, army days, cancelled the fun childhood After runnin away with mom so many times It's tearin their relationship
[Intro: Bizzy] The Lord can feel my soul, we are never alone Bone smokin sticks and stones Words can never hurt me, have no evil Where do we go from here
hear a voice crying, "daddy," I always think it's for me But it's only the silence in the buttermilk hills that call Every new messenger brings evil report 'Bout armies
Lady screamin', lady leave me out 'Cause sometimes people stare, sittin' down electric chair And steaming crowds they gather and they shout Don't know why this evil
that Camelot Will fall down by your own blood Sir Mordred, the evil knight Rides in the shadows with pain Sir Mordred, the evil knight His misery is
freak" Hail the blacksmith [6 times] Crossing Helderville we found the one Are you the blacksmith We're looking for? Demon of steel my army is here
the earth Lost crusade, the ocean is the grave Evil pirates [4 times] Your honor is the key, Dragon Heart We'll lead your army 'Til the coast apart
[Music + lyrics: K. Hansen] Too late to call for the priest he is not here anymore we look at the age of the beast and we've seen its vast armies form
church Rape the angel's soul Demoniac army's of Satan Rages deadly war Virgins hearts ripped Feel the wrath of evil Lucifers vengeance is near Destruction
my kill builds my evil will Bodies emptied of blood to fill my sacrificial chalice I stalk my prey at night, I need to kill tonight To strengthen my evil
an evil force To feed on humankind Exterminate resistance Exterminate them all Cunning and yet mindless Stealthfully they kill Army of decay plodding
Tucked in the woods Near North Chicago Early November Commences our saga Two loved in silence For fear of corruption Then fate chimed in With an evil
gather slowly around this city of hell The zombies are dancing in the moonlight A feast for all you sinners of joy and blasphemy The evil armies attack
Hissing like serpents, rabid and crazed Nuclear evil, thrives on the brain Army of madness, grown from the dead Creatures of horror, contaminated Beware
the bastard ever being born Stop at nothing kill at will but rid the earth of this small child you must deter this fucking evil spawn Mark the dogs for
One, two, three, four Fortune has me well in hand Armies wait at my command My gold lies in a foreign land Buried deep beneath the sand The angels guide
all 7 will die And I saw an angel come down unto me In her hand she holds the very key Words of compassion, words of peace And in the distance an army
There's no other place that i would rather be (That's right) i didn't choose this life, this life chose me... [Verse three] If money is the root of all evil