• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Blast Furnace - Slapshot
• Blast Furnace - Luxt
• Blast Furnace - Naer Mataron

Scream!
Scream!
Scream!
Scream from the top of your lungs
Scream!
Scream!
Scream!
Scream from the top of your lungs
Your brain feels impacted with fire, now you're gone,
You're burning inside
A trip of the mind, you feel you're about to explode,
But now you are blind
What does it feel like to be a loser of the world
Did you ever think about
What you really deserve
Scream!
Scream!
Scream!
Scream from the top of your lungs [2 times]
What does it feel like to be a loser of the world
Did you ever think about
What you really deserve
You think about the past
But your mind is such a mess
Now you suffer
In a blaze of burning hell
No tomorrow
Can you feel the fire scorching you soul
You burn
Controlled by the brain
And you feel that you're insane,
Are you crazy, are you going mad
Fire blazing,
Now you are left behind in the smoke
Lungs aching
You begin to choke, you're on fire
Let it burn, let it burn

Soft, pure, perfect inner ignorance.
Sweet, calm, peaceful in its lack of alarm.
Young, new, so eager to shed it's thin skin.
Prime, ripe, ready to be taken in.
Deaf, dumb, blind within your innocence.
Be warned, use your charms before they're spent.
With every action I grow.
With every failure I learn.
With every second I know.
That all things in time will turn.
With every thing that I earn.
And every movement I make.
While pretty boys on MTV sing baby, baby, baby!
Sheep that you are. What you don't see.
Tissue of scars. What's left of me.
Dirt in your throat. Burnt skin of time.
Throw the weak from the boat.
And leave the wasted behind.
Blast furnace in my heart.
Blast furnace in my heart.
You want it.
You need it.
You live it.
You breath it.
You suck it.
You spit it
It owns you.
Admit it.
You lick it.
You choke it
It owns -you-

5. Blast Furnance
Our way is long, rough and painful
The prime mover is our love for our blood
For our land and our civilization
Our hatred is abyssic, endlessly furious
For what harmed and continues to harm the three
Sons of our existence
We are prepared to be ruthless
Towards every center of pollution
All that is sick needs to be vanished
The new society seeks for the blast furnace
The blast furnace is us!!!
Blast furnace
Scalding storm
Blast furnace
The new policy
We obey to a higher rhythm
Having a mighty pact with blood
Listening to the soul of the blood in our soul
We dream the most tough and great dreams
Ancestor worship is superior to any religion
It provides the essential emotion of soul and mind
Through the existences of the past for action and