A poetic rhythm
Brought by the storm
No grace, no glory -
Pure pleasure in Pain
Two horned master
Is on the rise
Deaths riding in
By the storm they are driven
Can't you hear the screams
We are the damned
We are the feast
For the unholy priest
Masters and Servants,
The puppets are on
Man has to retreat
For the masters brigade
Listen ! Listen ! Listen ! 2x
To the hallow horn
Listen to hallow horn
A new race will be born
Listen to hallow horn
A new race will be born
Listen to hallow horn
A new race will be born
Listen to hallow horn
A new race will be BOOORRNN
Listen to hallow horn
A new race will be born
The undefeatable legion
Will kill the great pigeon
Can't you hear the screams
We are the damned
We are the feast
For the unholy priest
Masters and Servants,
The puppets are on
Man has to retreat
For the masters brigade
Listen ! Listen ! Listen ! 2x
To the hallow horn
Writer(s): Greg Mader, Simon Fullemann, Federico Carminitana, Michael Henggeler, Patrick Durst
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