Quisling - Astral Doors

Quisling;

a notorious liar

Quisling;

all must die now

Quisling;

a sick desire, undertaker

Creating pandemonium turbulence

No defence, deliverance

The engine of the war machine

Is breaking down

There are people on the streets

Laughing and out of control

Let the good times roll

Never say never again

From Hell and back again

A bloody hole inside our soul

That greedy hound was out

Never say never again

From Hell and back again

The raping of a beaten land

Corrupted friends gave him the orders

Traitor;

a threat to the nation

Traitor;

time to leave now

Traitor;

a false commander dragged us under

Heavy water, by the shores of the Northern Sea

A black ordeal in history

Dressed for a Viking funeral

Discovered;

dishonour

You will lose, I’m gonna win

'Cause Quislings are destined to fail

And they are all for sale

«There ever was no master plan

Into darkness you’re condemned

Pleasant stay in eternity’s torture

'Cause in Hell everyone’s immortal»

They were dancing on your grave

Laughing and out of control

Let the good times roll

Never say never

Quisling;

notorious liar

Quisling;

time to leave now

Quisling;

a sick desire

Never

Never say never again