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...