Blood Of My Enemies - Manowar

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 - heathens rage 
Witness our coming - gods of the dead. 
I ride through the air - 
I laugh as I die - with powers of evil 
Dark knowledge is mine. 
The ride of the wicked. 
The 1st sin was trust. 
Kill without warning - for blood now 
I lust. 

Strong winds - magic mist 
To Asgard the Valkries 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 Valkries fly 
High overhead - they carry the dead 
Where the blood of my enemy lies.