Martriden
Текст песни Processional For The Hellfire Chariot

Pacing destruction shaft by shaft
His chariots' careening
Drawn with a brace of bloody mares
Ancient violence longs to breed
The demon comes to take her toll
Consigned their lots to the urn of blood
They pitched on death for men
The storms of ruin live
To burn the cancer at the root

Screaming angels descend
Processional for the hellfire chariot
Covered in bronze is this god
Vultures encircle the field
The trumpet sounds
Heralding with ominous tones
Men poised on either side
Pawns thrown into the massacre

None shall survive

His chariot surges forth
Leaving chaos in its wake
The tangled bodies of young men
Strewn about in mounds

The fields saturated in chaos
And panic drowns the mind

The ground reddens with crimson streams
Of a thousand murdered
Carnage inexorably ensues
The war god revels in his artistry
Laughing as spears lance forth
Piercing through armor and flesh
They all bleed
They all die