Goat Riders Horde Lyrics - 3 Inches Of Blood

Feeling the march of the fury unleashed 

Impaling the soldiers of God 

Smell of sulfur hot on the wind 

Left by the goatriders horde 

The thundering roar of the cloven hoof 

The goatriders' horse descends with the storm 

I am eternal, I walk the night 

I am the reaper of souls 

Cold iron blades, they cannot stop me 

Where I am from no one knows 

I am in command 

Impervious to fire, impervious to steel 

Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike 

Treachery stalking evil command 

Cloven hoofed steed I ride 

Armies of horns descend on the gates 

Hatred burns their eyes 

Impervious to fire, impervious to steel 

Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike 

Impervious to fire, impervious to steel 

Walls of stone cannot stop them 

Too weak are the spells of old 

At the sound of their banshee cry 

The hearts of all grow cold 

Impervious to fire, impervious to steel 

Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike 

Impervious to fire, impervious to steel 

Merciless vengeance dealt by their strike 

Fueled by the fears of man 

To slake the unquenchable thirst 

I'm in command, I'm in command 

I'm in command, I'm in command 

I'm in command, I'm in command 

The goatriders horde