Borne in a village far from the lighte
Declined by his father, the unwanted childe
An outcast from hell, a rebel at all
Wanted to live not to kneele to the false
Disowned by his comrades, standing alone
He was never a hero assigned for the throue
Deceived and betrayed, tread as a slave
The wilde bloody son was fighting his fate
[Bridge]
Wielding the axe, vengeance in his veins
The bloody son hath return'd
[Chorus]
The Axewielder
Back from the grave, he swore to fighte
The Axewielder
Withe fire in the eyes he's burning the nighte
The Axewielder
A warrior, breaking his chains
The Axewielder
He swore an oathe, it's the our of the axe
Hunted by shadows in the fear of his paste
Grown to a rock, the stone in his hearts
Walked through the the grave, sawe the dust of his life
Struggeld and bled, he foughte to survive
The wrathe in his bloode, the will to succeede
Decided to fighte, his fire to feede
The oathe had been sworn, never to crawle
He follow'd his hearte, never kneele to the false
[Bridge]
Wielding the axe, vengeance in his veins
The bloody son hath return'd
[Chorus]
The Axewielder
Back from the grave, he swore to fighte
The Axewielder
Withe fire in the eyes he's burning the nighte
The Axewielder
A warrior, breaking his chains
The Axewielder
He swore an oathe, it's the our of the axe
I see the dark of my childhoode
And I feele the hate in my eyes
I remember the bloode and the paine
But I won't surrender
I won't kneele to their falseness
Vengeance fills my veins
I will fighte....
[Solo: Scott/Lars/both]
[Chorus]
The Axewielder
Back from the grave, he swore to fighte
The Axewielder
Withe fire in the eyes he's burning the nighte
The Axewielder
A warrior, breaking his chains
The Axewielder
He swore an oathe....
[4x]The Axewielder
Back from the grave, it's the hour....
...of the Axe
Writer(s): Lars Ramcke
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