- 01 - Warlord
When you see me comin' flying down the road
You know I ain't afraid to lay it down
Yea got me some leather. Leather is my skin
Black'n'chrome flashin' through the town.
Some call me the WARLORD 'cause I'm a god-damn
bad machine, young'n'hungry, not too proud'n'mean
Ride, ride, ride, I'm the WARLORD of the road,
Riding, riding, riding, ain't never growin' old.
- 02 - Secret Of Steel
Atop the mountain, where the river of steel flows
Black is the forest, white was the snow.
There as children, how could children know?
One without name or number soon would show.
There stood he, on his chariot made of gold
He did reveal the trinity of secrets old.
A sceptre of iron could mercy bring.
A shield of gold, the Creator and king,
- Gates Of Valhalla
Valhalla! The gods await me
Open wide thy gates embrace me
Great Hall of the battle slain
With sword in hand
All those who stand on shore
Raise high your hands!
To bid a last farewell to the Viking land...
- Gloves Of Metal
Hear the pounding army of the night
The call of Metal summons us tonight
And gather we on this site
To behold the power and the might
We wear leather, we wear spikes, we rule the night!
Off with the lights, hear the screams