The Prince of Metal
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His heart in a roar
& his hands together on his face
The heavens had opened
The answer to all of his praise
In the blink of an eye
The angel had burst into flames
In the echoing madness
They grabbed him & dragged him away
The twisting of steel
& the slice of a blade
The fall of the kings of the land
Will long be remembered
From the ashes another will rise
The prophecy says
Raise Thy Horns - Bang Thy Heads
The Prince of Metal
He followed their rule
& they fought wherever they could gain
In the heat of the battle
Remembering whence he had came
Galloping hard for the night
He raced for the day
Escaping the grasp
Of the ghosts of the past & their ways
The twisting of steel
& the slice of a blade
The fall of the kings of the land
Will long be remembered
From the ashes another will rise
The prophecy says
Raise Thy Horns - Bang Thy Heads
The Prince of Metal
The mourning falls in the crowd
And the roses painted the ground
As he rests his hand on the thrown
Of the ones who paved it
For one day, that crown he will hold
In the memories & the stories of old
Screaming in the faces
Of the ones who will try & take it
The twisting of steel
& the slice of a blade
The fall of the kings of the land
Will long be remembered
From the ashes another will rise
The prophecy says
Raise Thy Horns - Bang Thy Heads
The Prince of Metal
& his hands together on his face
The heavens had opened
The answer to all of his praise
In the blink of an eye
The angel had burst into flames
In the echoing madness
They grabbed him & dragged him away
The twisting of steel
& the slice of a blade
The fall of the kings of the land
Will long be remembered
From the ashes another will rise
The prophecy says
Raise Thy Horns - Bang Thy Heads
The Prince of Metal
He followed their rule
& they fought wherever they could gain
In the heat of the battle
Remembering whence he had came
Galloping hard for the night
He raced for the day
Escaping the grasp
Of the ghosts of the past & their ways
The twisting of steel
& the slice of a blade
The fall of the kings of the land
Will long be remembered
From the ashes another will rise
The prophecy says
Raise Thy Horns - Bang Thy Heads
The Prince of Metal
The mourning falls in the crowd
And the roses painted the ground
As he rests his hand on the thrown
Of the ones who paved it
For one day, that crown he will hold
In the memories & the stories of old
Screaming in the faces
Of the ones who will try & take it
The twisting of steel
& the slice of a blade
The fall of the kings of the land
Will long be remembered
From the ashes another will rise
The prophecy says
Raise Thy Horns - Bang Thy Heads
The Prince of Metal