Lyrics The Gates of Slumber

The Gates of Slumber

Riders Of Doom

Iron hooves pound the ground

Iron riders from the north

Ice hearts full of hate

Cold touch the whim of fate

Swift come the dogs of war

Swift from the mouth of hell

Steel glints in their hands

Hard the will that drives it home

Oh the riders of doom

Vengeance and fire upon you soon

Oh the riders of doom

Bringers of death

Riders of doom

Wheel and charge in the smoke and flame

Hammer smashed face to spatter the brain

Running men die with an axe in the back

Dying men howl as they press the attack