Album Name : Realm of the Damned
Release Date : 2007-02-15
Song Duration : 6:01
Gospel Of The Horns Death Sentence
Contorted, face of deceit, bound and forsaken...
Fearful tales from a soul
Tempted in slumber
A puppet, dancing to tunes
Nightmares, bring them to wake
A dagger ready to bare, inflict the fear, a trembling sensation
Like moths to a flame, instant delusion, the memory escapes
But the verdict draws near
Hear the cry
DEATH SENTENCE
DEATH, DEATH
DEATH SENTENCE
The winter storm, gleams of ice,
It shatters the mind of man
Bound by the hands of fate never to forgive,
Never to relinquish
Hear the cry
DEATH SENTENCE
DEATH, DEATH
YOUR DEATH SENTENCE
THRASH!
Nothing remains
Nothing, NOTHING REMAINS!
[Solo: Masochist]
Dark visions still haunting
Spirits soon appear
Watching and waiting
Terror draws near
[Solo: Masochist]
Futile pleas for mercy are drowned in the seas of vengeance,
Protected by reality no more!
Bow down to your master!
