 See the rider,
Rides in with the storm
And you were right beside him
But never lived a scout yet have been born
Do you, do you hear it, do ya
Hear the thunder
Deafening the devil in his abode
Can you, can you see it, can you
See the mountains darken yonder
Black and running time is running out.
Sacrifice to vice, all die by the hand of the
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
His steed fury,
Eys of fire and rain abaze
Demandin' valtures stulkin'
Drawn by the smell of warm and pain
He roams the starways
Searching for the caucuses of war
But it is only that his
Very presence
Disrupts the calling to the storm
Curse and damn you, all you fall by the hand of the
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Part of the Devil, part of the Devil
OK, have you brain
Part of the Devil, part of the Devil
You better run away
Can't you hear their souls calling out
in their pain
Can't you see their bodies wanting searching
for their light
SOLO (Glenn/K.K.)
Can't you hear their souls weeping
Some chant
Or is it insane
And it's only a rant
The Sinner is near
Sensing the fear
And the beast will start movin' around...
Can't you see their souls calling out
in their pain
Can't you hear their bodies wanting searching
for the light
SOLO (Glenn/both)
...Sinner, Sinner, Sinner, Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sacrifice to vice, all die by the hand of the
Curse and damn you, all you fall by the hand of the
Sinner!
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