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Blackwing
Death
to Death
Executioner
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We’re sick and tired of wars
Oh hear our plea, oh Lord
We’re tired of dying from diseases we can’t cure
Kill death, the bastard, and forever we’ll endure
End pain and suffering and grief
Kill death, for he is the soul thief
Death to death, we want to live forever
Death to death, we don’t want to die
Answer the prayers of those who will soon
Pass on to their final resting place
Kill the heartless one, allow them to
Return to the human race
Please Lord, God Almighty,
Show us your tremendous strength
Send death to his death
Or damn you Holy Saint
Death to death, we want to live forever
Death to death, we don’t want to die.
This song is dedicated to those who die needlessly,
and to those who live without them.
Author: J. Blackwing
Music by: Thunder Rider
Arrangements by: Thunder Rider
© P Thunder Rider Pub. (SOCAN)
Your thoughts are scattered, throughout your head
For within moments, you will be dead.
As you walk down your last lonely mile
In the corner of your eye, you see Satan smile.
The commandment has been broken "Thou shalt not kill"
You’ve raped and murdered beyond your free will.
The murderous, sinning ways of the world must be ended
For they will grow uncontrollably, if left unattended.
Electric chair - strap yourself in
Electric chair - shock your soul from within
Your life flashes before your eyes
Now the truth is here, there are no more lies
The lord frowns upon acts of violence
Your debt will be paid, in deathly silence.
You’re on shaky ground in purgatory
The judgment is yours having heard the story
We’re all pawns in the savage game of war
Choose carefully or one day this story will be yours.
Electric chair - let’s hear your voice
Electric chair - you make the choice.
Authors: M. Headstone & J. Blackwing
Music by: J. Blackwing & A. Axmun
Arrangements by: Thunder Rider
© P Thunder Rider Pub. (SOCAN)
Over the crossroads, back streets of hell
Your journey is over, as time will tell
The executioner stands waiting, blood on his breath
Waiting to murder, and laugh at your death
Satan awaits, heads in his hand
To rob the souls of a young rock ‘n roll band
Screaming guitars wailing above
Executioner, Satan’s love
Executioner - you did the crime
Executioner - you’ll do your time
Executioner - ringing his bell
Executioner - you’re tripping to hell
Blood on your hands, you’re just like the rest
Robbing and cheating to fulfill your quest
Satan stands laughing, he’s won your soul
You’re the executioner now, death is your toll
Executioner - you did the crime
Executioner - you’ll do your time
Executioner - ringing your bell
Executioner - you’re ripping up hell
Author: M. Headstone
Music by:: J. Blackwing
Arrangements by: Thunder Rider
© P Thunder Rider Pub. (SOCAN)
For Christ’s sake
What the hell is going on
For Christ’s sake
Can’t you see that the devil is leading you on
The world is such a beautiful place
Humanity is such a beautiful race
Put down that devil’s dust
Release yourself from Satan’s clutch
Put down that dragon’s breath
Free yourself, take that step
For Christ’s sake
Don’t you know that there’s more to life than this
For Christ’s sake
Can’t you see it’s all part of the devil’s trick
The mind is a world in itself
Don’t cloud out its light
Knowledge is the richest of wealth
It’s never too late to fight.
Develop your powers of creation
Master the skills at hand
Unleash your imagination
Break free, take a stand.
Explore your sense of reason
See beyond your touch
Voyage through contemplation
Rid yourself of the ignorance crutch.
Destiny is yours
The helm is within your scope
You hold the key to what’s in store
Set sail upon the sea of hope.
Author: J. Blackwing
Music by: J. Blackwing
Arrangements by: Thunder Rider
© P Thunder Rider Pub. (SOCAN)
The thunder clouds wail
As they shed toxic tears
Mother earth has no recourse
Her certain slow death draws near
Hear the silent cries
Of the animals and the trees
See their numbers dwindle
As they succumb to disease
Rain Dance
a criminal offense
Rain Dance
the facts are clouded
but there’s no lack of evidence
Rain Dance
The leaders of this planet
Bicker over high price
While the poison saturation
Reaches invincible might
Our voices must choose
The right powers to rule
Expense can be no obstacle
For the best earth-cleansing tool
Rain Dance
a criminal offense
Rain Dance
the facts are clouded
but there’s no lack of evidence
Rain Dance
Author: J. Blackwing
Music by: J. Blackwing
Arrangements by: Thunder Rider
© P Thunder Rider Pub. (SOCAN)
The story of a man
Who lived long ago
An evil sorcerer
He was born without a soul
Damned to remain on earth
Until the end of time
No curse to be broken
No spell to unbind
His heart was blackened
By his hatred for mankind
He swore he would be king
It was only a question of time
In his castle he would plan
His evil strategy
Creating creatures of darkness
Living death machines
Blackwing, cast your evil spell
Blackwing, unleash your dogs from hell
Blackwing
He decrees, "I will take them by storm,
fire, flood or beast"
As he strokes his black dragon
Assuring it a fine feast
"Blood will flow from streams to rivers
Staining all in its path
Vengeance will be mine
Mine at last"
Blackwing, cast your evil spell
Blackwing, unleash your dogs from hell
Blackwing
Blackwing
On the eve of his world siege
Blackwing lay down to rest
assuming dreams of his coronation
and destined conquest,
But these dreams were not to be dreamt
as the tale is understood
for the evil threat of Blackwing’s attempt
was enlightened by the light of good.
and the people did rejoice
as the cloud ridden skies did clear
a global sigh in relief
in relief of their greatest fear.
Blackwing, cast your evil spell
Blackwing, unleash your dogs from hell
Blackwing
Blackwing
Author: J. Blackwing
Music by: J. Blackwing
Arrangements by: Thunder Rider
© P Thunder Rider Pub. (SOCAN)
I dream one day, I will touch the stars
One day, far away
And I shall travel the universe
Voyaging far and wide
In search of a light that burns so bright
Brighter than them all
Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder, I wonder what you are
Way above the world so high
Like a diamond, a diamond in the sky.
If time were with me, with time I would be
The past I have lived, the future I will see.
Time has no wings, yet it can fly,
Soaring through the clouds
Below are the crowds,
Staring in the air, look over there
I dream one day, I will touch the stars
One day, far away
And I shall travel the universe
Voyaging far and wide
In search of a light that burns so bright
Brighter than them all.
Author: J. Blackwing
Music by: J. Blackwing & N. Stilldream
Arrangements by: Thunder Rider
© P Thunder Rider Pub. (SOCAN)
Twinkle, Twinkle, Paramount Music Corp. (Herb Magidson) 1936
Preacher, alleged teacher
Spreading the word of God
Christian creature
Tell us of your fraud
Profit by exploitation
Damned those who won’t comply
Just a small donation
Will grant the wings when you die
Clothe the Lord’s children
And tell them all your lies
Save the hunger stricken
We’ll fill their bellies and stifle their cries
Living the lives of kings
Forgiving addicted sinners
Beware the Christian sting
For biblical reference wears thinner
Religion is not the law of God
The law of God is peace
Religion is meat for war dogs
Laws written for man by the beast
Wars will never end
For the right to worship your god
You will be forced to fend
Author: J. Blackwing
Music by: A. Axmun & J. Blackwing
Arrangements: Thunder Rider
© P Thunder Rider Pub. (SOCAN)
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