Vanguard Songtext
von Saint Astray

Bow down before your excellence, grandmaster of the game!
From the first you dominate, a skill beyond all blame
Deliberately mortify my ivory-colored king!

Ice cold like a frost work, red hot like a blaze
Feel the iron bars to my touch
Sickens, nauseates me, cold bloods′ lust
Creeping under my dungeon's hatch
Slavering with hunger for my flesh

I am the vanguard of war, crowing beyond your door
When the little piglets grunt for the old boar

I am the vanguard of war, crowing beyond your door
When the little piglets grunt for the old boar

Your knights and rooks checkmate the pawn. Forfeit my crown and throne
Exulting you bring off your foe, smite it with your paw
Lord Credulous, just have an eye to the black and white


Iron ground falls down from underneath my feet
Lose my balance and wits and sense
Submit to your servants, bitter sweet
Feel the venom of thousand fangs
Rogue is the pain maven! Do ′em in!

I am the vanguard of war, crowing beyond your door
When the little piglets grunt for the old boar

I am the vanguard of war, crowing beyond your door
When the little piglets grunt for the old boar

Fanfares sound, back warriors' cheers carousing in the court
Feast your eyes on victory's blaze licking through your vault
In honor of your self-deceit my sons suffuse your hall
I am the game, have just begun, the father of your fall

I am the vanguard of war, crowing beyond your door
When the little piglets grunt for the old boar

I am the vanguard of war, crowing beyond your door
When the little piglets grunt for the old boar