Lyrics Gospel of the Horns

Gospel of the Horns

Desolation Descending

Whiplash comes easy

To the spineless and the weak

Envenom the foundations

Deceitful and false...

Blood shall be spilt

The morbid fascination to the chimes of the knell

Summoned by the charm of a soul that is blameless

Enriched monuments of descending virtues

To become embroiled succumbing to temptation

Whiplash comes easy

To the spineless and the weak

Envenom the foundations

Deceitful and false

Life or death... it's a flash of the blade, a duel of the sword

Life or death

Life or death... it's a flash of the blade

Life or death