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Sentinel of Hell Yith blind guardian at the gates of hell fated to watch the tormented souls to shield our world from the hordes of the damned ghastly apparitions wandering beyond the gate wretched specters Sentinel Judas Priest Condemn to hell Tempt not the blade All fear the sentinel Amidst the upturned burned out cars The challengers await And in their fists clutch iron bars With which to seal his fate Across his The Sentinel Judas Priest (Glenn/KK) Along deserted avenues Steam begins to rise The figures primed and ready Prepared for quick surprise He's watchin' for a sign His life is on the line Sworn to avenge Condemn to hell The Sentinel Alice Cooper Cause it's my fate I operate on hate I go by many other names But now I am the sentinel I want the world to know I'm sending you all to hell I'm tired and I'm wired here to blow There's something The Sentinel (* Chris Jericho, Fozzy) Judas Priest All fear the sentinel Dogs whine in the alleys Smoke is on the wind From deep inside it's empty shell A cathedral bell begins Ringing out it's toll A storm begins to grow Sworn to avenge Condemn to hell Sentinel of the Fallen Earth Krisiun Gateways to an abysmal abhorrent transcendents Of blazing spirits empyreal inferno Infinite shadows of havoc impending black perpetuation Consume the dust of my flesh as the debris of my hatred grave Sphinx DJ 4S oh Sphinx guardian of forgotten sands, Veiled in riddles, time slips through your hands. Eyes like shadows, deep as ancient stone, Whispers cradle secrets never known. Midas Touch (2009 - Remaster) Saxon See the man in the bookshop See his withered hand He walks very slowly never stands in crowds Children stand and wonder as he turns and walks away Closely guards the secret Of the beauty in his eyes He's Midas Touch (Kaley Studios Demo) Saxon See the man in the bookshop See his withered hand He walks very slowly never stands in crowds Children stand and wonder as he turns and walks away Closely guards the secret Of the beauty in his eyes He's Midas Touch Saxon See the man in the bookshop See his withered hand He walks very slowly Never stands in crowds Children stand in wonder As he turns and walks away Closely guards the secret Of the fury in his eyes He's Ra Barclay James Harvest around us where we lie Sad old black-faced thunder will you rise Bring your cloud and shadows to our eyes Blazing star in heaven, mirror bright Dry our seas and rivers with your light Universal sentinel A Slight Attack The Tea Party demonic little love god do you want to see me bleed anarchistic little beggar man now you want a piece of me you're just a lot of talk without a lot of sense here comes another slight attack ut Swing Lo Magellan Dirty Projectors Last night all my attention squinting westward at the sunset With a map and a compass when a man reached up said something There against the sky a point of light Too invisible to give itself to the naked Eulogy Judas Priest to pass By the eventide on mass See them gather yet alas They remain still as stained class For they know only too well That the story they will tell Conjures up an ageless spell Guarded by the sentinel Hell Imagika Low behold the ground is rising Just before the dawn From the bowels of hell it's blazing Evil clips the sun What's going on ? Hell 노이지 Dying I was beyond fuckin' dead Saw all burn There was nothing left to disguise Unleashed myself to wrath Another victim fell from the sky Fest for the wrath and lust were about to begin Pit of the flesh Codename: Tarantula Sans Pareil Hides all its secrets where the street lights barely shine Oh, crooked Councillor, on back seat with Maxine Her concealed camera has captured everything Codename Tarantula Above the city tonight, a drone sentinel Hell Blind Melon I have no fingertips They were burned away from too many stove trips Can't find no fingernails I ate them off cause I was hungry as hell Can't read, can't clear my mind So here I go I've got to get Hell Jim Adkins feel yourself I'm gonna see what I can see Until you show me something else Well tell me how am I supposed to know Your heart's away some place Maybe now, maybe now, maybe now oh tell me I grieve a loss of Hell Disturbed Ahh, ahhh Burning now I bring you hell! Ahh, ahhh Oh, burning now I bring you hell! Hell James Brown make it When you're doin it by yourself It's Hell payin taxes When there's no money left It's Hell givin up the best years The best years of your soul Payin bills from the day you're born, good God Your Destroyer Twisted Sister he spent his life a silent sentinel for all to fear he walks, he talks, he thinks, he feels, but no dare go near he takes in all he sees nothing escapes his gaze and when he strikes he strikes for right Hell Pet Shop Boys talking rot Saddam Hussein and Pol Pot Mao Tse Tung bares his gnashers at Idi Amins and Emperor Bokassas There he is Josef Stalin thick as thieves with that old bore Lenin Look at the two of Hell Squirrel Nut Zippers Hell" People listen attentively I mean about future calamity I used to think the idea was obsolete Until I heard the old man stamping his feet This is a place where eternally Fire is applied to Needles and Kin Soilwork Sentinel of the retribution Summoner of the dying light Guardian of the grand delusion Phosphorus and apatite She’s observed you From the other world She has heard you Every world unfurled Soon she is Unleashed Hell Vital Remains This weapon of steel and ivory Proudly rapes your flesh and bone Vanquished and conquered As the blood of my enemies will show Now the myths of your savior now lingers Over the breath of the dying As you Hell Tegan And Sara it, too These words get overused When we get up and over it and over them Up and over it and over them I know you feel it, too It all seems so untrue When you get up and over it and over them Uh oh, hell Hell Tegan & Sara it too, it all seems so untrue, when you get up and over it and over them, Oh and no, Oh and no No We're not ready for fair distribution just determine the solution for No We're not ready for hell hell bent Kenna LRC by ninja_helen Am I the key of fiction and heartache and the pain is of no consequence when I am hell bent my walls are closing in controlling me, controlling me, is losing me, you're losing Private Hell Iggy Pop I have a private hell Of excellent quality I've dwelt there for years Playing with my fears It's tastefull, luxurious, And full of sexuality And though they are tears I controll them with my gears Well