ترانه:
Grave Axe

and beg redemption Severed is my control Swing the axe cry for justice Watch the heads begin to roll Bow down and beg Time to pay Axe redemption This

From the forest itself comes the handle for the axe Split this wilderness, listen up, this ain't where it's at Clear a path so that you could find your

Horsemen from the grave Four headless motherfuckers that'll clap at the gate Stomp his chest in and put the fuckin axe through his leg Chop his head off

axe will make your white hoodies red My axe is my buddy, you let that dixie wave Me and my axe will fuck your mother on your grave Chip, chip,chip [Incomprehensible] My axe

white and you're dark as ink Maybe you're Sicilian with a tan But you hate lasagna and the pizza man Now you stand on the grave digga locked and You

name was Blue Had an old dog and his name was Blue Betcha five dollars he's a good dog too "Here old Blue, good dog you" Well, I shouldered my axe and

came back, I brought my axe In the shadows, alone in the dark Young victims, I stalk You thought it was over, it's not over I came back from the grave

anger rising cancer in me standing like a wall Between the waking world I seek and this infected plane of sleep Love come like an Axe to all this ice

Niin vain aika koitti myös sankarin kirjailtu miekka kourassaan (vaan mies taipumaton veljet rinnallaan tarustoissa elää ainiaan). [English translation:] [WARRIOR'S GRAVE