WarHorse
Single • 2002
I have time to pray But no time to heal She'd have wasted your flesh Devoured your soul Lifeless through life I am alone bleeding I am strong But I am dying Frightened and hollow In the depths of fear I wallow Until the nighttime evolves Into nightmares of sorrow Before an empty sky My soul faded and worn Torn of all worth Tattered and strung Beneath the sun I am lying I am weak And I am dying
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Writhing spirits rise onward To the molten crust of the sun Horizons burn red With a flowing crimson mist serpent shadows calling Howling jackals cry Ancient servants of heaven Fall helplessly from the sky Tormented servants of the Lord Burning at the stake As Heaven turns to ash Saints lifeless in the wake Feeble humans pray Awaiting their demise Their cries will go unanswered The Lord of depths is sure to rise The Savior's bones litter the earthen floor Hordes of demons Swarm down to slaughter more
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
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