Of Spears And Horns Lyrics - Arghoslent

Into the far reaches of 

The Atlantic Empires 

The continent of brutes 

Possessed a class of servants 

A pattern soon modified 

And enhanced by their masters 

Transforming the existing 

Forms of servitude 

This acquirement brought 

Future disasters 

The advanced complexions 

Frightened the sickly fools 

At the end of their journey 

Through summer storms 

The New World awaited 

Their precious merchandise 

Made captive by other 

Tribes of spears and horns 

Bred for servile labor 

Cleansed for the auction 

Doom for the not able 

Public humiliation