Strength Through Fear (Gospel of the Horns)

Lost in your mind nothing in sight Preparing to enter your grave Torn between the goddess of fate The objectives which you had laid Body and mind at ease Men and women cry This is the fate of one man's choice To conquer or be slayed Choose your death Looking down on the empire's ruin To the land of no turning back The howling wind carries the voice of pain Shattering the midnight sky Strength through fear The reaper's blade Strength through fear... The martyr's call, a hero's grave Strength through fear The reaper's blade Strength through fear The martyr's call, a hero's grave Persecuted since his death Lie on fucking lie His portrait hangs in the gates of honour An aura so widely admired STRENGTH THROUGH FEAR...