Verse 1:
Send your pawns to die for king
Drown the fools who dare to think
You own the dust, you own their blood
You play the god till he brings his flood
Pre-chorus:
Who are you?
What do you want?
Ain't it enough?
Verse 2:
Your holy war could sink in damnation
Wallowing in your bloody self-glorification
Your hellhounds have chased the remaining few
The ancient order died, long live the new
Chorus:
The phantom carriage has come
Driven by the wayward son
The deed will be done
Who shall hear the death-bell
In this place called hell
Where you`re burning so well
Solo
Chorus:
The phantom carriage has come
Driven by the wayward son
The deed will be done
Who shall hear the death-bell
In this place called hell
Where you`re burning so well |
