Spreading the Prophecy

[Trollzy the Messenger of Lordi]

Hard Rock Hallelujah

Hard Rock Hallelujah!

The saints are crippled
On this sinners' night
Lost are the lambs with no guiding light

The walls come down like thunder
The rocks about to roll
It's The Arockalypse
Now bare your soul

All we need is lightning
With power and might
Striking down the prophets of false
As the moon is rising
Give us the sign
Now let us rise up in awe

Rock 'n roll angels bring thyn hard rock hallelujah
Demons and angels all in one have arrived
Rock 'n roll angels bring thyn hard rock hallelujah
In God's creation supernatural high

The true believers
Thou shall be saved
Brothers and sisters keep strong in the faith
On the day of Rockoning
It's who dares, wins
You will see the jokers soon'll be the new kings

All we need is lightning
With power and might
Striking down the prophets of false
As the moon is rising
Give us the sign
Now let us rise up in awe

Rock 'n roll angels bring thyn hard rock hallelujah
Demons and angels all in one have arrived
Rock 'n roll angels bring thyn hard rock hallelujah
In God's creation supernatural high

Wings on my back
I got horns on my head
My fangs are sharp
And my eyes are red
Not quite an angel
Or the one that fell
Now choose to join us or go straight to Hell

Hard Rock Hallelujah!

Rock 'n roll angels bring thyn hard rock hallelujah
Demons and angels all in one have arrived
Rock 'n roll angels bring thyn hard rock hallelujah
In God's creation supernatural high



Bow and be raised by Lordi's greatness

[batman]

... Your name..

[Trollzy the Messenger of Lordi]

You wanted power and you begged for fame
You wanted everything the easy way
You want gain without pain
Now your bill is in the mail
you got stronger but your mind get weak
you made a promise that you couldn't keep
you had it all - you lost more
it's all there in the fee

Via hell incorporated (regeneration)
first you love it then you hate it
(you're such a saint)
and you're never gonna make it
(bad situation)
get on, get on down, there's hell to pay 'cause

the devil is aloser and he's my pregnant dog
for better or for worse
and you don't care which
the deil is a loser and he's my pregnant dog
Runnin' into trouble you skitch
he's my pregnant dog

you wanted riches and a licence to kill
you got poverty then you got ill
you got poor and you lost your will
all you dreams unfulfilled
I get my kicks when you blow your fuse
no-one got killed but that's no excuse
hands up, I let you know when it's done
I've got the only gun

And there were no refunds
just failing guarantess
"confess your sins, son"
Said the preacher on TV

you got yourself some greasepaint
set of white and black
all you got was laughter and
Gene simmons on your back


"I ran with the devil. Yeah. I did. That was until Lordi set me straight. The Devil IS Lordi's pregnant dog, and now he's mine too. Praise Lordi!"

- Eddie Van Halen

[batman]

I hate Eddie Van Halen

[Trollzy the Messenger of Lordi]

You may not hate a chosen brother my son. You may only heavily dislike. Lordi be with you.