Lyrics
Out of the winter they brought forth my horse
To guide me through shadows to lead me on my course
The sound of the thunder predicts the coming attack
the steam from the nostrils and vengeance arise back to back
A whirlwind of hatred unleashed down from the void.
A song for the woeful – praise the steel and destroy.
War will rage when we ride. War will rage and you’ll die
Out of the winter they saw me arise
to vindicate and devastate their lives
and with great fury we’ll storm into the attack
the steam from the nostrils and vengeance arise back to back
A whirlwind of hatred unleashed down from the void.
Sing for the woeful – praise the steel and destroy
War will rage when we ride. War will rage and you’ll die
To guide me through shadows to lead me on my course
The sound of the thunder predicts the coming attack
the steam from the nostrils and vengeance arise back to back
A whirlwind of hatred unleashed down from the void.
A song for the woeful – praise the steel and destroy.
War will rage when we ride. War will rage and you’ll die
Out of the winter they saw me arise
to vindicate and devastate their lives
and with great fury we’ll storm into the attack
the steam from the nostrils and vengeance arise back to back
A whirlwind of hatred unleashed down from the void.
Sing for the woeful – praise the steel and destroy
War will rage when we ride. War will rage and you’ll die
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