Karaoké The Sentinel Judas Priest

Along deserted avenues steam begins to rise

The figure's primed and ready

Prepared for quick surprise

He's watching for a sign

His life is on the line

Sworn to avenge

Condemned to hell

Tempt not the blade

All fear the sentinel

Dogs whine in the alleys

Smoke is on the wind

From deep inside its empty shell a cathedral bell begins

Ringing out its toll

A storm begins to grow

Sworn to avenge

Condemned to hell

Tempt not the blade

All fear the sentinel

Amidst the upturned burned-out cars the challengers await

And in their fists clutch iron bars with which to seal his fate

Across his chest in scabbards rest the rows of throwing knives

Whose razor points in challenged tests have finished many lives

Now facing one another

The standoff eats at time

Then all at once a silence falls as the bell ceases its chime

Upon this sign the challengers with shrieks and cries rush forth

The knives fly out like bullets upon their deadly course

Screams of pain and agony rent the silent air

Amidst the dying bodies blood runs everywhere

The figure stands expressionless

Impassive and alone

Unmoved by this victory and the seeds of death he's sown

Sworn to avenge

Condemned to hell

Tempt not the blade

All fear the sentinel

Sworn to avenge

Condemned to hell

Tempt not the blade

All fear the sentinel

Sworn to avenge

Condemned to hell

Tempt not the blade

All fear the sentinel

Sworn to avenge

Condemned to hell

Tempt not the blade

All fear the sentinel