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Manowar
Manowar


Background information
Origin Auburn, New York, US
Genre(s) Heavy Metal
Power Metal
Years active 1980—present
Label(s) Atlantic Records
Geffen Records
Atco Records
Magic Circle Music
Associated acts HolyHell
Rhapsody of Fire
The Dictators
David Shankle Group
The Rods
Brain Surgeons
Website Website
Members
Joey DeMaio
Eric Adams
Karl Logan
Donnie Hamzik
Former members
Scott Columbus
David Shankle
Ross "The Boss" Friedman
Kenny Earl Edwards



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Manowar Album


Hail To England (1984)
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Black Arrows
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Three sons have I
And they ride by my side
The fierce, the black
And the wicked are their names

We ride down my enemies
On their half-hearted flight
No voice of mercy
No evangels of light

Mighty messengers
Demons fly
Victims are coming
Guns of the dead

I ride through the air
I laugh as I die
With powers of evil
Dark knowledge is mine

The wry are the wicked
The first sin was trust
Kill without warning
For blood now I lust

Strong winds, magic mist
To Asgard the Valkyries fly
High overhead, they carry the dead
Where the blood of my enemy lies

Three sons have I
And they ride by my side
The fierce, the black
And the wicked are their names

We ride down my enemies
On their half-hearted flight
No voice of mercy
No evangels of light

Strong winds, magic mist
To Asgard the Valkyries fly
High overhead, they carry the dead
Where the blood of my enemy lies

. . .


Passing through the storm-
Led by Demons-walk between the
World of men and gods-
Cast no shadows-draw no light.
I rape the priestess on pagans night.

I taste the serpents poison
On the lips of the one I love.
She brings this gift of witchcraft.
I wear the cat-skin-gloves.

Apples of youth when I wrought
Mischief,hung in a tree to rot
In the sun.-
Reborn in the middle of the
Final orgy the gift of slavery
To the chosen one.

Suicide Suicide don't you know
Me-call to the Master-he will
Come.-He will bring out
Ressurection-cloaked in darkness-
He has won.

Smoke of my sacrifice.-
Journey to the Isle of the
Blessed.-
Grant my soul your glory.
At night time-I'm your guest.
Only I know why-

Each dawn I die.

Smoke of my sacrifice.-
Journey to the Isle of the
Blessed.-
Grant my soul your glory.
At night time-I'm your guest.
Only I know why-

. . .


Hear what's written on the wind.
We come to kill and kill again.
Our arrows fall like hail
Trample on the dead-Ride through the
Gate of clouds-stand on the open step

Run berserk-spreading fear and pain
Black shield and weapons, black our chain.
None can harm us-not their fire-
Iron or steel-for we have the
Will to power-with power we will
Kill

Kill with power-die die
Kill with power-die die

To the war god Odin you will pray
And the curse of weapons shell
Remain.On the blood of all our
Fathers-on their weapons we now
Swear to evenge-not lament.
Give the False ones death.

Kill with power-die die
Kill with power-die die

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Raise sails head, for the open sea
With sails full of wind-our hearts
Overflow with belief.

The quest for the grail to England
We sail,with our steel
We bring what was lost
If lives are the cost, let it be

Strong she stands-reaching her hand
Brave and grant
On English ground-we were born
Proudly we return-To English shores

Hail, Hail to England
Hail, Hail, Hail
Hail, Hail to England
Hail, Hail, Hail

We march from the hills
Down to London Town
Join, raise you hand
Or hide when we ride for the crown.

The sign of the hammer
And the black winds blow through the night
Long was our wait
Our meetings with Fate is tonight.

Strong she stands, reaching her hand
Brave and grand, on English ground we were born
Proudly we return to English shores.

Hail, Hail to England
Hail, Hail, Hail
Hail, Hail to England
Hail, Hail, Hail

Standing tall
One and all
Light the hall
Years have passed
I've dreamed of this day
As we raise our hands, we proudly say:

Hail, Hail to England
Hail, Hail, Hail
Hail, Hail to England
Hail, Hail, Hail

. . .


Battle hymns did sound the call.
You came to our side.
You heard true metal-into glory
Ride.

You stood beside us the false ones
Cried.-Your love is judgment.
You gave us life.

You wait in the rain-you walk
Through the snow.We give you
Our blood.We want you to know.
In our eyes you immortal-
In our hearts you'll live forever-
In our eyes you immortal-
In our hearts you'll live forever.

We have read your letters-
We have heard your call.
We were brought together-
Cause we've got the balls-
To play the loudest metal.
So hard and so wild and mean.-
You'll live forever we were
Born from your belief.

Metal makes us strong
Together we belong forever-
Here's your song we want you to
Know
In our eyes you immortal-
In our hearts you'll live forever-
In our eyes you immortal-
In our hearts you'll live forevermore.
.
Metal makes us strong
Together we belong forever-
Here's your song we want you to
Know
In our eyes you immortal-
In our hearts you'll live forever-
In our eyes you immortal-
In our hearts you'll live forevermore.

. . .

Black Arrows

[No lyrics]

. . .


Slowly crossing as the river runs below.
Never stopping for whats waiting soon will slow.
And this last time looking back I'll see my home.
For he awaits me, reaching for my soul.

He calls my name, and waves me on.
The fallen one he stands in flame.

Well the life that he has given full of riches and success
has a price that I made good in blood to pay.
And the light he now is showing to guide my every footstep
is insurance if I falter on my way.
And what God has now forsaken and man has never seen
are the riches of the underworld below.
All my years of earthly pleasures gave support unto the briges.
I now cross it giving him my soul.

Dark Lord, I summon thee,
demanding the sacred right to burn in hell.
Ride up to hells hot wind.
Face one more evil than thou.
Take my lustful soul.
Drink my blood as I drink yours.
Impale me on the horns of death.
Cut off my head. Release all my evil.
Lucifer is king. Praise Satan!

I know the one who waits. Satan is his name.
Across the bridge of death, there he stands in flame.
I know the one who waits. Satan is his name.
Across the bridge of death, there he stands in flame.

He is my provider as I walk into the void.
For eternity I give to him my soul.
I shall do his bidding, obey him without question,
even walk among the living if I'm told.
Satan, don't forsake me! I wait for you take me.
Grant me wings and as you messenger I'll fly.
.

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