In a very far kingdom, in the Horstogann's lands,
Where the rivers were red, and the earth was a graveyard,
Made of corpses in a state of decomposition,
Where the lord's sadic smile was reflected in the sky,
Where birds of prey and rats replaced sheeps and butterflies,
Where the plague angel spreaded his shade until the Hell.
The lord of this kingdom was a tyrant, who enjoyed to
Persecut the people, slay innocents, drink their blood,
Torture the enemies and obviously the allies,
In loved with the dark angel of death, his life was
Made of blood, his nights were made of nightmare, he could kill
His family without any remorses. He was
Horstogann ! The lord of the destruction, the devil !
Who could see your death which arrive over the mountains !
Who could smell blood and hear groans everywhere in the world !
Horstogann ! The lord of the destruction, the devil !
Who could see your death which arrive over the mountains !
Who could smell blood and hear groans everywhere in the world !
Anarchy was his dream and Hell's his land of refuge,
Groaring over our heads, reclaming painful murders,
He just realy wanted to be a good sovereign.
All depended of the definition of this word ;
But apparently we didn't have the same notion
Of a good king, but he wasn't that fair lord : he was
Horstogann ! The lord of the destruction, the devil !
Who could see your death which arrive over the mountains !
Who could smell blood and hear groans everywhere in the world !
Horstogann ! The lord of the destruction, the devil !
Who could see your death which arrive over the mountains !
Who could smell blood and hear groans everywhere in the world !
He hated all was alive, life's for him disgusting,
He wanted to make a perfect world, his fucking world.
Burn opponents, burn ennemies, burn everything,
Burn the world, a dead world, yes, that was a perfect world.
According to him, the humans should not live on earth.
They should suffer, licked by the enternals flammes of Hell.
Horstogann ! The lord of the destruction, the devil !
Who could see your death which arrive over the mountains !
Who could smell blood and hear groans everywhere in the world !
Horstogann ! The god of the suffering, the devil !
Who now people called him Lucifer, the lord of Hell !
Who flow blood on Earth. Who called God a fucking damn fool !
* Who called God a fucking damn fool ! *
* Who flow blood on Earth. *
* The lord of Hell ! *
Where the rivers were red, and the earth was a graveyard,
Made of corpses in a state of decomposition,
Where the lord's sadic smile was reflected in the sky,
Where birds of prey and rats replaced sheeps and butterflies,
Where the plague angel spreaded his shade until the Hell.
The lord of this kingdom was a tyrant, who enjoyed to
Persecut the people, slay innocents, drink their blood,
Torture the enemies and obviously the allies,
In loved with the dark angel of death, his life was
Made of blood, his nights were made of nightmare, he could kill
His family without any remorses. He was
Horstogann ! The lord of the destruction, the devil !
Who could see your death which arrive over the mountains !
Who could smell blood and hear groans everywhere in the world !
Horstogann ! The lord of the destruction, the devil !
Who could see your death which arrive over the mountains !
Who could smell blood and hear groans everywhere in the world !
Anarchy was his dream and Hell's his land of refuge,
Groaring over our heads, reclaming painful murders,
He just realy wanted to be a good sovereign.
All depended of the definition of this word ;
But apparently we didn't have the same notion
Of a good king, but he wasn't that fair lord : he was
Horstogann ! The lord of the destruction, the devil !
Who could see your death which arrive over the mountains !
Who could smell blood and hear groans everywhere in the world !
Horstogann ! The lord of the destruction, the devil !
Who could see your death which arrive over the mountains !
Who could smell blood and hear groans everywhere in the world !
He hated all was alive, life's for him disgusting,
He wanted to make a perfect world, his fucking world.
Burn opponents, burn ennemies, burn everything,
Burn the world, a dead world, yes, that was a perfect world.
According to him, the humans should not live on earth.
They should suffer, licked by the enternals flammes of Hell.
Horstogann ! The lord of the destruction, the devil !
Who could see your death which arrive over the mountains !
Who could smell blood and hear groans everywhere in the world !
Horstogann ! The god of the suffering, the devil !
Who now people called him Lucifer, the lord of Hell !
Who flow blood on Earth. Who called God a fucking damn fool !
* Who called God a fucking damn fool ! *
* Who flow blood on Earth. *
* The lord of Hell ! *
