Hellblast

Black is the night
torches brights in our hands
the light of the thunder
and the violence of storm
in this fields
that our age has forgot
the pain that we feel
make us strong

hellblast
ride on wounded heart
is this suffering so clear
a vision...an embrace of the dark
throught landscape with dark horizons
you can find a silent whisperbut this night may be your tomb...

now wind the horn
and the battle begin
it's not the first
and it will not be the last
carried by
the dark winds of fate
unholy demons
driven by pain

life is cheap
live in fear
in my dreams
i die...

where is your anger?
when you're falling in despair...
when you're screaming my name...

now watch your fingers,stop your smile
never is what you thing but what i cry!