Tyrant

Turn the cross upside down
Walk with fire, steal the crown
Back to basics, back to our roots
Nothing more, nothing less

Moving forward up the rebel road
Raw, simple and ugly
are our musical codes.
From where it came, we all knew
Out of northern darkness it grew

The Nordic sound will grind
And make the rest fall behind
Raise the cups, Tyrant is here
Drink to that
Break your neck, blow out your ear