BEYOND THE BLACK LYRICS

1. To Hell And Back

[originally by Sabaton]

A short man from Texas
A man of the wild
Thrown into combat
Where bodies lie piled
Hides his emotions
His blood's running cold
Just like his victories
His story unfolds

Bright
A white light
If there'd be
Any glory in war
Let it rest
On men like him
Dead men will never come back

Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldiers sleep
And where Hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to Hell and back

A man of the 15th
A man of "Can Do"
Friends fall around him
And yet he came through
Let them fall face down
If they must die
Making it easier
To say goodbye

Bright
A white light
If there'd be
Any glory in war
Let it rest
On men like him
Who went to Hell and came back

Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldiers sleep
And where Hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to Hell and back

Oh, gather round me
And listen while I speak
Of a war
Where Hell is six feet deep
And all along the shore
Where cannons still roar
They're haunting my dreams
They're still there when I sleep

Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldiers sleep
And where Hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
He charged and attacked
He went to Hell and back

2. Down With The Sickness

[originally by Disturbed]

Can you feel that?
Ah, shit

Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing in me
(Will you give in to me?)

Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes (oh no)
There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me

I can see inside you, the sickness is rising
Don't try to deny what you feel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems that all that was good has died
And is decaying in me
(Will you give in to me?)

It seems you're having some trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes (oh no)
The world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon in me

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me

And when I dream
And when I dream
And when I dream
And when I dream!
No mommy, don't do it again
Don't do it again
I'll be a good boy
I'll be a good boy, I promise
No mommy don't hit me
Why did you have to hit me like that, mommy?
Don't do it, you're hurting me
Why did you have to be such a bitch
Why don't you
Why don't you just fuck off and die
Why can't you just fuck off and die
Why can't you just leave here and die
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
Fuck you!
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
Would you like to see how it feels mommy?
Here it comes, get ready to die!

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up come on get down with the sickness
Madness has now come over me

3. A Warrior's Call

[originally by Volbeat]

Let's get ready to rumble!

Feel the fire, he's entering the ring
His mindset only knows how to win
This Danish fighter will break you in two
You will feel all his power!

The Viking warrior Mikkel Kessler will now brand his name in the back of your head, yeah
You feel the floor again
Unleashing his hell
You will not even hear the bell
Maybe you're strong but you don't stand a chance

Feel the power of a warrior!
Fight, fight, fight, fight!
Let's get ready to rumble!
Fight, fight, fight, fight!

Breaking your record and breaking your bones
Born a warrior with a code
A champion feeding your face with a fist
You will feel all his power!

The Viking warrior Mikkel Kessler will now brand his name in the back of your head, yeah
You feel the floor again
Unleashing his hell
You will not even hear the bell
Maybe you're strong but you don't stand a chance

Feel the power of a warrior!
Fight, fight, fight, fight!
Let's get ready to rumble!
Fight, fight, fight, fight!
A gladiator's left hand hook
Fight, fight, fight, fight!
Feel the pain tomorrow!

Behold here comes the son
Believe it, he was born to be the chosen one
The call is for a warrior
His name will echo on the sea and on the ground

Feel the fire, he's entering the ring
His mindset only knows how to win
This Danish fighter will break you in two
You will feel all his power!

The Viking warrior Mikkel Kessler will now brand his name in the back of your head, yeah
You feel the floor again
Unleashing his hell
You will not even hear the bell
Maybe you're strong, but you don't stand a chance

Feel the power of a warrior!
Fight, fight, fight, fight!
Let's get ready to rumble!
Fight, fight, fight, fight!
A gladiator's left hand hook
Fight, fight, fight, fight!
Feel the pain tomorrow!

Behold here comes the son
Believe it, he was born to be the chosen one
The call is for a warrior
His name will echo on the sea and on the ground

4. The Trooper

[originally by Iron Maiden]

You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
So when you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand there's no turning back

The Bugle sounds and the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
As I plunge on into certain death

The horse he sweats with fear we break to run
The mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall

We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We won't live to fight another day

We get so close near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below

And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I draw my parting groan





BEYOND THE BLACK LYRICS