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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blood Command
Performer
Yngve Andersen
Vocals
Benjamin Berge
Guitar
Nikki Brumen
Vocals
Sigurd Haakaas
Drums
Snorre Mukisa Kilvær
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yngve Andersen
Songwriter
Nikki Brumen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yngve Andersen
Producer
Dag Erik Nygaard
Mastering Engineer
Simon Jackman
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
You dressed me in armor as your soldier boy
Told me not to listen, don't give them that joy
Don't let 'em poke you around with their sticks
'Cause you, boy, are seven and those fucks are six
I remember every single word you said
Gonna live by them till the day that I am dead
I'll be your sword, heads of the heathens gonna roll
Don't be afraid, mom, I will sing them as I'm marching on!
Keep your sword high, boy, keep swinging it well
Don't care when they're laughing, they're all doomed to hell
Be proud when they're pointing, don't blink when they stare
When you ride the devil, it's shaking in fear
Shaking in fear, shaking in, shaking in fear
I remember every single word you said
Gonna live by them till the day that I am dead
I'll be your sword, heads of the heathens gonna roll
Don't be afraid, mom, I will sing 'em as I'm marching on!
Sing 'em as I'm marching on!
Sing 'em as I'm marching on!
I remember every single word you said
Gonna live by them till the day that I am dead
I'll be your sword, heads of the heathens gonna roll
Don't be afraid mom, I will sing 'em as I'm marching on!
Sing 'em as I'm marching on!
Sing 'em as I'm marching on!
Writer(s): Yngve Andersen, Nikki Elizabeth Brumen
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