riding the devil's horse

I'm riding the devil's horse



the sinister curse has me in it's spell

degraded scalps that adorn me so well

and every time when your death glare meets mine

a phantom is gazing through cynical eyes

bounded so faithful by spiritual beasts

scattering splendors of worshipping deeds

no mercy will pump out the damned tears in me

predominant signs bring just tragedy

to the perdition - that keeps me alive



riding the devil's horse

I'm riding the devil's horse

the devil's horse



it whispers to me with languishing lips

the evil is hunger and the fire I breathe

I know that there're two ways for me to walk on

within my rage under final command

and power was given to me by the sword

the day of my wrath who'll be able to stand

nobody surviving the passage of blood

and hell follows me when I'm rising up

so follow my trace - to the destiny



riding the devil's horse

I'm riding the devil's horse...

the devil's horse