Warriors of the world

Warriors of the World är en låt skriven av Manowar och ofta framförd av Wijkmanska Blecket. Det sägs att Bleckets kärlek till den här låten går så långt att många parodier har gett upphov till den.

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Here our soldiers stand

From all around the world

Waiting in a line

To hear the battle cry

All are gathered here

Victory is near

The sound will fill the hall

Bringing power to us all

We alone are fighting

For metal that is true

We own the right, to live the fight

We're here for all of you

Now swear the blood upon your steel

Will never dry

Stand and fight together

Beneath the metal sky

Brothers everywhere

Raise your hands into the air

We're warriors, warriors of the world

Like thunder from the sky

Sworn to fight and die

We're warriors, warriors of the world

Many stand against us

But they will never win

We said we would return

And here we are again!

To bring them all destruction

Suffering, and pain

We are the hammer of the Gods

We are thunder, wind, and rain!

There they wait in fear

With swords in feeble hands

With dreams to be a king

First, one should be a man

I call about and charge them all

With a life that is a lie

And in their final hour

They shall confess before they die!

Brothers everywhere

Raise your hands into the air

We're warriors, warriors of the world

Like thunder from the sky

Sworn to fight and die

We're warriors, warriors of the world

If I should fall in battle

My brothers who fight by my side

Gather my horse, and weapons

Tell my family how I died

Until then I will be strong

I will fight for all that is real

All who stand in my way, will die by steel!

||: Brothers everywhere

Raise your hands into the air

We're warriors, warriors of the world

Like thunder from the sky

Sworn to fight and die

We're warriors, warriors of the world :|| x3

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Kidney stones of the World

Skrivet av Trälim och Lurk (båda mycket berusade), och i mindre utsträckning en nykter Skådis, under en biltur tillbaka till boendet från SMASH-lokalen i Norge. Detta var allt som svar på att Lurk hävdade att han ville ha kidney stones. Trälim avslutade senare sångtexten den 19 april 2023 i Uplands Nations café.

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Here our kidneys stand

From all around the world

Waiting in a line

To hear the kidney stones

All are gathered here

Kidney stones are here

The piss will fill the hall

Bringing kidneys to us all

We alone are pissing for kidneys that are true

We own the right, to live the fight

We stone for all of you

Now swear the stones upon your kidneys will never dry

Stand and fight together

Beneath the kidney stones

Kidneys everywhere

Raise your stones into the air

We are kidney stones, kidney stones of the world

Like kidneys from the sky

Sworn to piss and die

We are kidney stones, kidney stones of the world

Many shit upon us

But they will never win

We said we will return

And here we are again!

The stones bring them destruction

Suffering and pain

We are the hammer of the stones

We are renal calculi!

There they wait in fear

With dicks in feeble hands

With dreams to be a kidney

First, one should be a stone

I call about and charge them all

With a kidney that is a lie

And with their final stone

They shall pass before they die!

Kidneys everywhere

Raise your stones into the air

We are kidney stones, kidney stones of the world

Like kidneys from the sky

Sworn to piss and die

We are kidney stones, kidney stones of the world

If I should go to the ER

My brothers who piss by my side

Gather my pills and catheter

Tell my family how I died

Until then I will be strong

I will piss for all that is real

All who stand in my way, will die by stones

||: Kidneys everywhere

Raise your stones into the air

We are kidney stones, kidney stones of the world

Like kidneys from the sky

Sworn to piss and die

We are kidney stones, kidney stones of the world :|| x3

All Hail the Asp

Skrivet av Clarsynt när hon låg i sängen på morgonen den 20/4 (O marijuana!). Denna version framfördes senare på SOF 2023 till häftiga applåder från publiken.

Text Here we are again From all around the world waiting by the bridge Across the Fyriså all are gathered here Josephine is near this asp will jump the fall show her power to us all

We alone are worshipping the truly greatest fish We'd never, ever think of making it into a dish We swear the river Fyriså Will never dry We play Kravall together beneath the April sky!

Bleckists everywhere Raise your hands into the air All hail the asp, the best fish in the world It cannot fly It is born to swim or die But it is the asp, the best fish in the world

Many other fish Are swimming in the waves But any decent Bleckist would be Dancing on their graves Illa, illa, skit illa, herring, pike and trout! We only want the asp and we're singing it out loud!

The asp it is the greatest of fish you'll ever see Its scales they shine like pearls It swims so graciously To think that there's a greater fish Is just a lie And whoever thinks that Shall confess before they die!

Bleckists everywhere Raise your hands into the air All hail the asp, the best fish in the world It cannot fly It is born to swim or die But it is the asp, the best fish in the world

If I should fall in the river The asp will be by my side Swim with me forever What a beautiful way to die! Until then I will play songs to praise the asp and all its glory All who stand in my way, will die by kravall!

||: Bleckists everywhere Raise your hands into the air All hail the asp, the best fish in the world It cannot fly It is born to swim or die But it is the asp, the best fish in the world :|| x3

Rock, Paper, Scissors of the World

"Skrivt" av Clarsynt, Nyckfull och Trälim (återigen full) under Wijkmanska Bleckets rephelg VT23. När Lasse och hennes vän gick ner för att använda badrummet utmanade Nyckfull henne till en omgång med sten-pappersax, och när den blev ignorerad började den berusade trion sjunga Warriors med interjektioner med sten-papper-sax-tema.

Text Here our rocks stand From all around the paper Waiting in a scissors To hear the rocks cry Paper's gathered here Scissors are near The rocks will fill the hall Bringing paper to us all

We alone are fighting For rocks that are true We own the paper to live the scissors We rock for all of you Now swear the paper upon your scissors Will never rock We stand and paper together Beneath the scissors sky

Rocks everywhere Raise your paper to the air We are scissors, rock-paper-scissors of the world Like rocks from the sky Sworn to paper and die We are scissors, rock-paper-scissors of the world

Many rock against us But they will never paper We said we would return And here we are again To bring them all scissors Rocks, and paper We are the scissors of the rocks We are paper, scissors, rock

There they wait in paper With scissors in feeble rock With dreams to be a paper First, one should be a scissors I call about and rock them all With a paper that is a lie And in their final scissors They shall confess before they rock!

Paper everywhere Raise your scissors to the air We are rocks, rock-paper-scissors of the world Like paper from the sky Sworn to scissor and die We are rocks, rock-paper scissors of the world

If I should fall in paper My scissors who rock by my side Gather my paper, and scissors Tell my family how I died Until then, I will be rock I will paper for all that is scissors All who rock in my way, will paper by scissors!

||: Rocks everywhere Raise your paper to the air We are scissors, rock-paper-scissors of the world Like rock from the sky Sworn to paper and die We are rocks, rock-paper-scissors of the world :|| x3