Songtexte
Half
man,
half
rhythm
Brought
by
the
storm
No
face,
no
glory
Pure
pleasure
and
pain
True
horde
and
master
Is
on
the
rise
Just
running
in
By
the
storm
they're
driven
Can
you
hear
the
screams?
We
are
the
damned
We
are
the
feast
For
the
unholy
priest
Masters
and
servants
Their
puppets
are
on
Man
has
to
retreat
For
the
master's
brigade
Listen
Listen
Listen
Listen
Listen
Listen
To
the
warlord
Listen
to
the
warlord
A
new
race
will
be
born
Listen
to
the
warlord
A
new
race
will
be
born
Listen
to
the
warlord
A
new
race
will
be
born
Listen
to
the
warlord
A
new
race
will
be
born
Listen
to
the
warlord
A
new
race
will
be
born
The
undefeatable
legions
Will
kill
great
Petun
Can
you
hear
the
screams?
We
are
the
damned
We
are
the
feast
For
the
unholy
priest
Masters
and
servants
Their
puppets
are
on
Man
has
to
retreat
For
the
master's
brigade
Listen
Listen
Listen
Listen
Listen
Listen
To
the
warlord
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