| Song | Warriors Of Iron And Rust |
| Artist | Usurper |
| Album | Necronemesis |
| 作曲 : Scythe | |
| Warriors Of | |
| Iron And Rust | |
| Diabolical screams and electrical strings | |
| As metal infects the air | |
| Thunder abounds, drums of war pound | |
| With spikes and blood in our hair | |
| Ravge the women and feast on their blood | |
| They offer their flesh with delight | |
| Denim and leather, fists banging together | |
| Assaulted by metal tonight | |
| Grunts of death | |
| Hear our call | |
| Your bones like tin we shall crush | |
| Deathgrunt | |
| Our battle call | |
| Warriors of iron and rust | |
| Alcohol pours, bodies are floored | |
| The sign of the devil held high | |
| Necks start to break, your drugs we will take | |
| And all of the posers will die! | |
| Rabbi will hang, the priests will all burn | |
| The false ones will all run in fright | |
| Denim and leather, fists banging together | |
| Assaulted by metal tonight | |
| Grunts of death | |
| Hear our call | |
| Your bones like tin we shall crush | |
| Deathgrunt | |
| Our battle call | |
| Warriors of iron and rust | |
| Raise the dead! | |
| Hear us stalking, from below | |
| Feel the grip of the tyrants... | |
| Hey! Dead are stalking, into your world | |
| Below the earth... | |
| The iron reign! | |
| The ways of old in our veins | |
| Not of your reality | |
| Older than time itself | |
| Dwellers in obscurity | |
| We're all fucking ultra violent! | |
| Guided by ancient lust 100% | |
| Hard Warriors of iron and... rust! |
| zuò qǔ : Scythe | |
| Warriors Of | |
| Iron And Rust | |
| Diabolical screams and electrical strings | |
| As metal infects the air | |
| Thunder abounds, drums of war pound | |
| With spikes and blood in our hair | |
| Ravge the women and feast on their blood | |
| They offer their flesh with delight | |
| Denim and leather, fists banging together | |
| Assaulted by metal tonight | |
| Grunts of death | |
| Hear our call | |
| Your bones like tin we shall crush | |
| Deathgrunt | |
| Our battle call | |
| Warriors of iron and rust | |
| Alcohol pours, bodies are floored | |
| The sign of the devil held high | |
| Necks start to break, your drugs we will take | |
| And all of the posers will die! | |
| Rabbi will hang, the priests will all burn | |
| The false ones will all run in fright | |
| Denim and leather, fists banging together | |
| Assaulted by metal tonight | |
| Grunts of death | |
| Hear our call | |
| Your bones like tin we shall crush | |
| Deathgrunt | |
| Our battle call | |
| Warriors of iron and rust | |
| Raise the dead! | |
| Hear us stalking, from below | |
| Feel the grip of the tyrants... | |
| Hey! Dead are stalking, into your world | |
| Below the earth... | |
| The iron reign! | |
| The ways of old in our veins | |
| Not of your reality | |
| Older than time itself | |
| Dwellers in obscurity | |
| We' re all fucking ultra violent! | |
| Guided by ancient lust 100 | |
| Hard Warriors of iron and... rust! |