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			Sinner rider, rides in with the storm
The devil rides beside him
 The devil is his god, God help you mourn
 Do you, do you hear it, do you hear the thunder
 Deafen every living thing about
 Can you, can you see it, can you
 See the mountains darken yonder
 Black sun rising, time is running out
 
 Sacrifice to vice or die by the hand of the
 Sinner!
 Sinner!
 Sinner!
 Sinner!
 
 His steed of fury,
 Eyes of fire and mane ablaze
 Demonic vultures stalking
 Drawn by the smell of war and pain
 He roams the starways
 Searching for the carcasses of war
 But if its hungry then its very presence
 Disrupts the calm into the storm
 
 Curse and damn you all youll fall by the hand of the
 Sinner!
 Sinner!
 Sinner!
 Sinner!
 
 God of the devils, God of the devils
 Won't you help them pray
 God of the devils, God of the devils
 Is there no other way
 
 Can't you hear their souls calling out in their plight
 Can't you see their blood is boiling setting them alight
 
 Thirty years now sleeping, so sound
 War raises its head, and looks slowly around
 The sinner is near, sensing the fear
 And the beast will start movin around
 
 Can't you see their souls calling out in their brain
 Can't you hear their blood is boiling setting them alight
 
 Sinner!
 Sinner!
 Sinner!
 Sinner!
 Sinner!
 
 Sacrifice to vice or die by the hand of the
 Curse and damn you all you fall by the hand of the
 Sinner!
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