Hallow Horns Lyrics

A poetic rhythm brought by the storm
No grace, no glory, pure pleasure in pain
Two horned master is on the rise
Deaths riding in by the storm they are driven
Can't you hear the screams, we are the d***ed
We are the feast for the unholy priest
Master and Servant, the puppets are on
Man has to retreat, for the masters brigade

Listen! Listen! Listen!
Listen! Listen! Listen!
To the hallow horn
Listen to hallow horn
A new race will be born (5x)
The undefeatable legion will kill the great pigeon

Can't you hear the screams, we are the d***ed
We are the feast for the unholy priest
Master and Servant, the puppets are on
Man has to retreat, for the masters brigade
Listen! Listen! Listen!
Listen! Listen! Listen!
To the hallow horn