…Too many times has moon travelled across the sky, Since our fathers sailed out for glory and honour, It's time to fulfil the vow once given, Forge your plows to swords, send the word, Raise an army countless as stars in…

…This hate inside me, It is constantly growing. Years of hollow lies, Made pagan hatred rise. They came with their troops, Destroying land and roots. Abominations under the sun, They and their poisoned truth. One by…

…Yes, I was playing some troubadour shows in Playa de las Americas, Tenerife, Canary Islands last christmas when this girl came to me and said she really loved my shit. Especially the Rodhouse blues. I was playing…