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written by: Simon Flex song & album: Rival of Evil guitar: Ibanez RGA121 amps: Vox VT50, Fender FM 212R mic: TIE vintage interface: Behringer UMC202HD photo: taken on Colleville sMer France Omaha Beach Lyrics: RIVAL OF EVIL Forever soldiers on my mind Those must be the friends who have died Stuck with your face in the bloody sand Of brothers who have battled and strand Saving the planet Started to plan it Sustain the nature Cut all threes and stut the land You think you’ve done it well And have the right to tell At home you’ve got it all But the ghost is at the wall Boiling sun On an rising run Realise this is it How far do you wanna get How long you gonna stand Just hold each others hand Assassinations and disease Oh fuck it I wont peace Mayday they calling, the enemy is falling, line up the men, you rival of evil Black day in history, it takes on for centuries, line up the men, you rival of evil Right and left are friends You know how the story ends About money and guns Mama’s crying for their sons Disgrace of the centuries All Gods are your enemies Do believe in reality And you will see And it’s the end, the end The end of the human race The end, the end The end of your own device War, the aggressive way hate is spread in damnation from on high, decadent full aware excitement from the prominent to divide the mass in abomination. Metal, the aggressive sound for emotions to be expressed in a controled channeled way up, built in discipline for the crowd to join the music in a way of art. Black perpetual torture Oh vengeancy