Death Rides (On Winged Glory)

I am he who rides the nightfall,
casting shadows o'er the earth
A deathly visage seen in darkness,
judging what each soul is worth
I have spilt the blood of ages,
plaguing human dynasties
unmarked graves of countless children
bring the nations to their knees!

I come bringing death
on winged glory
mercy at an end
I come bringing death

Sulphur burning, raining hellfire
with a word I scorch the land
Endless hordes of evil soldiers
slaughtering at my command
Waves of blood from wounds of Gaea,
flowing from my sword of black
A chalice filled to overflowing,
heady wine of blood and bone