Heretic’s Hangover
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Black ride the men Who ride with death Under the midnight sky They will never die Murderers walk the earth... Beneath the curse of Cain... Men shall die for this Prepare to meet your god He grants them no last wish Just kiss of flintlock gun Fires of Hades... Will welcome his slaves... Crimson clouds before their eyes And flames about their brains Blood has left their souls Its everlasting stain Pilgrim without land Only has will of steel Waves his rapier hand For him the weak should kneel Where's your daughter? ...He will take her home (Blues for Satan!) We're the drums, soul of doom We've head the same call too Where heresy grows so fast We shall make you last Solomon Kane God's warrior Solomon Kane That chap's insane Solomon Kane Bittersweet man Solomon Kane All God ever had Right hand of doom Will swing for you Apocalypse... Will begin soon! Solomon Kane!
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
Hlysts, religious men Sin to drive out sin To the holy land and back May the roads grow thin Wolf among the sheep Sin to drive out sin Holy rod sinks deep Mad monk, Rasputin! Prophet of drying czar Killed by first big war His son can stand the blood Heal him, oh, mad monk Cyanide he ate Bullets he took This holy man Red wine with venom And shot in the back Charming the vixens around him All the ladies were willing But one of them was royal For that, he lost it all Buried in Peter's town Stolen from grave Burned to ashes Called it a day! Invoker of the riding angel of death His name shall be known through Time beyond time Deploying the devil's evil schemes
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
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