By the Horns

Entering the chamber
Headed for the door
A mass the shadow flayer
Like wings spread wall to wall
The deep beneath the chasm
Cold as the tide of death
A fate that lay before it
When he feels the whip connect

Fly - Falling faster as he flies
To catch the glowing eyes
& face The Overlord

Beyond the edge of fire
Racing for the sword
Dragging down the demon
By The Horns

The darkness overtook him
Black smoke had filled the air
His enemy - His only hope
He followed in despair
From the deepest dungeons
Up to the highest peak
Obliterating Durbin's bane
Descending in defeat

Fly - Falling faster as he flies
To catch the glowing eyes
& face The Overlord

In death ascending higher
The vanquisher reborn
Dragging down the demo
By The Horns

Beyond the edge of fire
Racing for the sword
Dragging down the demon
By The Horns
In death ascending higher
The vanquisher reborn
Dragging down the demo
By The Horns