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The Goatriders Horde
by 3 Inches of Blood
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Feeling the march of the fury unleashed
Impaling the soldiers of God
Smell of sulfur hot on the wind
Left by the goatriders horde
The thundering roar of the cloven hoof
The goatriders' horse descends with the storm
I am eternal, I walk the night
I am the reaper of souls
Cold iron blades, they cannot stop me
Where I am from no one knows
I am in command
Impervious to fire, impervious to steel
Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike
Treachery stalking evil command
Cloven hoofed steed I ride
Armies of horns descend on the gates
Hatred burns their eyes
Impervious to fire, impervious to steel
Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike
Impervious to fire, impervious to steel
Walls of stone cannot stop them
Too weak are the spells of old
At the sound of their banshee cry
The hearts of all grow cold
Impervious to fire, impervious to steel
Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike
Impervious to fire, impervious to steel
Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike
Fueled by the fears of man
To slake the unquenchable thirst
I'm in command, I'm in command
I'm in command, I'm in command
I'm in command, I'm in command
The goatriders horde
Feeling the march of the fury unleashed
Impaling the soldiers of God
Smell of sulfur hot on the wind
Left by the goatriders horde
The thundering roar of the cloven hoof
The goatriders' horse descends with the storm
I am eternal, I walk the night
I am the reaper of souls
Cold iron blades, they cannot stop me
Where I am from no one knows
I am in command
Impervious to fire, impervious to steel
Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike
Treachery stalking evil command
Cloven hoofed steed I ride
Armies of horns descend on the gates
Hatred burns their eyes
Impervious to fire, impervious to steel
Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike
Impervious to fire, impervious to steel
Walls of stone cannot stop them
Too weak are the spells of old
At the sound of their banshee cry
The hearts of all grow cold
Impervious to fire, impervious to steel
Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike
Impervious to fire, impervious to steel
Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike
Fueled by the fears of man
To slake the unquenchable thirst
I'm in command, I'm in command
I'm in command, I'm in command
I'm in command, I'm in command
The goatriders horde