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Decade of the Nail-Spiked Bat
Disc 1
01. Reign of the Tyrants
02. Eyes of the Night
03. The Church
04. Metal Melts the Ice
05. Forsaken
06. Fallen Angel
07. Battle Zones
08. Warfare
09. Tower of Darkness
10. Licensed to Kill
Disc 2
01. Generally Hostile
02. The Watching
03. She Waits
04. Edge of Blindness
05. Spirit Suicide
06. Iron Shadows
07. Black Sunday
08. Symphony of Terror
09. Death Row
10. The Crucifix
Masses congregating at night, oh no, it's happening again
Push and shove with all your might, you've paid a price to get in
Restless souls that need to be pleased, letting nothing pass you by
Feel the metal melt your mind, no time to wonder why

Black Sunday
Black Sunday
Black Sunday
Black Sunday

Hold your candles, hold them high let me see the flame
I can feel the temperature rise, can you feel the same?
It's coming up, your time to shout, blow this place apart
Let the screams bellow out from within your heart

Black Sunday
Black Sunday
Black Sunday
Black Sunday

All are one and one are all, we're metal in our minds
Feel the tension tear you up, get you from behind
I can see what you all need, and that goes same for me
Loud heavy metal and leather is real will set us free

Black Sunday
Black Sunday
Black Sunday
Black Sunday