Schildmaid (feat. Saltatio Mortis)

Knüppel aus dem Sack

Tatzelwurm

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Ihr kriegt uns nie

Bastard von Asgard

Bastard von Asgard (feat. Fabienne Erni)

Lyrics : https://marol.bandcamp.com/track/the-quiet-legion

The Quiet Legion

Strap in, turn the neon up to 11, and blast your pecs into orbit — Duke Blaster: Alien Hunter is the unapologetically over-the-top retro-synth-metal-funk-rock space opera you didn’t know you needed.

This concept album follows intergalactic badass Duke Blaster as he vaporizes his way across the cosmos — flexing through laser fights, heartbreak, zero-gravity workouts, and one painfully awkward alien booty call. It’s like if Streets of Rage, Doom, and Flash Gordon had a lovechild raised on protein powder and VHS tapes.

From "Laser Pecs & Rocket Reps" to the emotional power ballad with lasers "I Left My Ex on Planet Vex", and the grand finale "Credits Roll: Peace Through Overkill", this 11-track journey is drenched in satire, stacked with riffs, and powered by enough synth to melt a wormhole.

So if you like your music loud, neon-drenched, and just barely emotionally stable, welcome aboard.
You’re not just listening… you’re joining the Blasterverse.

💬 “She had eight arms… and still let go.” – Duke Blaster

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Eat Plasma, Die Screaming

Down in the swamp on a muddy old log,
Lives a green schemer, just a power-mad frog.
He strums his guitar with a villainous grin,
Says, “One day, folks, the world’s mine to win!”

He’s got big plans, yeah, he’s making a list,
From flies to kings—no one can resist.
Don’t laugh at his croak, don’t you call him absurd,
This slimy little hopper wants to conquer the Earth!

[Chorus]
Willie the frog wants to rule the planet,
World domination with a swamp rock anthem!
From lily pads straight to the White House lawn,
Croak, croak, croak—your freedom is gone!

He’s training the tadpoles, an army in muck,
Marching in chaos like they don't give a fuck.
He’s bribing the turtles, recruiting the toads,
Taking over highways, ponds, and roads.

He’s got evil blueprints scrawled on the reeds,
With a crown made of algae and larval beads.
The dragonflies fear him, the herons all hide,
Willie’s green empire is spreading worldwide!

[Chorus]
Willie the frog wants to rule the planet,
World domination with a swamp rock anthem!
From lily pads straight to the UN hall,
Croak, croak, croak—he'll conquer it all!

“Citizens of Earth, hear my decree!
Behold amphibian anarchy!
I’ve got webbed feet, but I’ll crush your towns,
Kneel before Willie… or prepare to drown!”

Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, revolution!
Croak, croak, croak, new constitution!
Hop, hop, hop, frog overlord!
Bow, bow, bow to your swamp-born lord!

[Chorus]
Willie the frog wants to rule the planet,
World domination with a swamp rock anthem!
From Paris to Tokyo, London to Rome,
Croak, croak, croak—the world is his throne!

So if you hear guitar riffs under the moon,
And a frog in a cape singing world-ending tunes…
Don’t laugh, don’t joke, don’t think its all dug,
Or Willie the frog will slap you with his tongue!

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