Gospel Of The Horns Sinners
A pact forged in blood to the clan of horned divine
Our loyalty and trust has stood the ravages of time
Tales of woe have filtered across the sky
Tragedies are written across the f..cking heavens
Deceived by all below and above
So understood but not expected
For the tales of woe have filtered across the sky
Tragedies are written across the heavens
Everywhere people feel pain at the hands of the celestial winter
Calligraphical skills cut like daggers tearing messages through their soul
A pact forged in blood to the clan of horned divine
Our loyalty and trust has stood the ravages of time
Tales of woe have filtered across the sky
Tragedies are written across the f..cking heavens
Deceived by all below and above
So understood but not expected
For the tales of woe have filtered across the sky
Tragedies are written across the heavens
At the bridge you hear the silent, beckoning cry
Laden with remorseful, bloodsoaked tears
The roots of mistrust begin to climb
Leeching and corrupting man's mind
Rise up sinners, we are sinners!
