Sinner rider, rides in with the storm
The Devil rides beside him, the Devil is his god
God help you mourn
Can you, can you hear it?
Can you hear the thunder?
Deafen every living thing about
Can you, can you see it?
Can you see the mountains darken yonder?
Black sun rising, time is runnin' out
Sacrifice to vice or die by the hand of the
Sinner, sinner, sinner, sinner
His steed of fury
Eyes of fire and mane ablaze
Demonic vultures stalking
Drawn by the smell of war and pain
He roams the starways
Searchin' for those carcasses of war
But if it's hungry then his very presence
Disrupts the calm into the storm
Curse and damn you all, you'll fall by the hand of the
Sinner, sinner, sinner, sinner
God of the Devils, God of the, God of the Devils
God of the, won't you help them pray?
God of the Devils, God of the, God of the Devils
God of the, is there no other way?
Can't you hear their souls calling out in their plight?
Can't you see their blood is boiling setting them alight?
Thirty years now sleeping, so sound, sound, sound
War raises its head, and looks slowly, around, around, around
The sinner is near, sensing the fear
Then the beast will start movin' around
Can't you see their souls calling out in their brain?
Can't you hear their blood is boiling setting them alight?
Sinner, sinner, sinner, sinner
Sinner, sinner, sinner, sinner
Sacrifice to vice or die by the hand of the curse
And damn you all, you fall by the hand of the sinner

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