With honor and pride
The Masters comes back tonight
He spreads his wings of destiny
It's time for one more of Slavery
Kneel for us
Where the other Bands fall
Fans of Slavery hear the call
You know we are the kings
And you know that a new war begins
With raised metallic fist
We stand at the midwinter-mist
Hear our melodic noise
You don't have another choice
Kneel for us
Where the other Bands fall
Fans of Slavery hear the call
You know we are the kings
And you know that a new war begins
With sword and axe
We belong to Mme. Tussaud's wax
Believe that we are not weak
We k** the unbelieving freak
Kneel fo us
Where the other Bands fall
Fans of Slavery hear the call
You know we are the kings
And you know that a new war begins