Galloping Upon the Entrails of the Dead

Whisper, who's to claim what is mine?
Treaty, drive me to the point of death
Bones, raise the blade to draw the blood
Terror, imposing the eyes of the dead

Suffering and pain
Searching out again
Make them look to the sky
Prepare to die
Onward we ride

Now we are galloping
Upon the enthralled of the dead
(Now we are galloping
Upon the enthralled of the dead)

Despoil, all thoughts can be heard
Complain, but shame on and our souls
Bleed out, seize what all is to the sight
And there's, no force will dare arise

Now we ride
Suffering and pain
Searching out again
Make them look to the sky
Prepare to die
Onward we ride

Now we are galloping
Upon the enthralled of the dead
(Now we are galloping
Upon the enthralled of the dead)

We shall breed a power to justify
Crushing all that steps into the light
For nothing stands for what you pay in price
Onward we ride
Yeah

Suffering and pain
We are dead