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Massacre

Song info

"Massacre" (1987) on the album Under the Sign of the Black Mark(1987).
It was written by QUORTHON.
Published by Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.

"Massacre" Videos

Bathory - Massacre
Bathory - Massacre
Bathory - Massacre (Lyric Video)
Bathory - Massacre (Lyric Video)
SCOUR Massacre (Bathory Cover) live at Saint Vitus Bar, Jun. 15th, 2017
SCOUR Massacre (Bathory Cover) live at Saint Vitus Bar, Jun. 15th, 2017
Bathory - Massacre
Bathory - Massacre
Bathory - Massacre
Bathory - Massacre
BATHORY- Massacre. Subtitulos en español.
BATHORY- Massacre. Subtitulos en español.
Bathory - Massacre - Guitar Cover
Bathory - Massacre - Guitar Cover
Bathory - Nocturnal Obeisance/Massacre
Bathory - Nocturnal Obeisance/Massacre
Bathory - Massacre
Bathory - Massacre
SCOUR - MASSACRE BATHORY Cover Austin, TX 12/16/2017
SCOUR - MASSACRE BATHORY Cover Austin, TX 12/16/2017
15.-  Bathory - Massacre
15.- Bathory - Massacre
Bathory - Massacre 8-Bit
Bathory - Massacre 8-Bit
Bathory - Topic
Bathory - Topic
Bathory - Raise The Dead
Bathory - Raise The Dead
Bathory - Burnin' Leather
Bathory - Burnin' Leather
Creptum - Massacre (Bathory Cover)
Creptum - Massacre (Bathory Cover)
MASSACRE - LORD BELIAL (BATHORY COVER)
MASSACRE - LORD BELIAL (BATHORY COVER)
Bathory - Nocternal Obeisance/Massacre
Bathory - Nocternal Obeisance/Massacre
LORD BELIAL - Massacre (Bathory Cover) - Black Metal - Sweden
LORD BELIAL - Massacre (Bathory Cover) - Black Metal - Sweden
WULFHEIM - Massacre (Bathory Cover)
WULFHEIM - Massacre (Bathory Cover)

Lyrics

Down the vast hills in morning mist cold
Into the peaceful deep valley below
Twothousand stallions foaming with hate
Carrying their masters towards their fate
Into the battle they ride
Twothousand men too young to die
Massacre...

Coming from each side prepared for attack
Covered in dustclouds now there is no turning back
Once so peaceful valley echoes with cries
Cascades of blood and brains as the midday sun rise
Under a bloodred sky
None will live to face the night
Massacre...

Amidst the scattered limbs dead bodies finally comes to peace
While the stench of blood grows strong in the mild midday breeze
Circling the sky the vultures wait to play their part
To descend of wings of death and feast from human hearts
The battle is lost still someone always wins
And now they descend on death's black wings
Massacre...