The four horsemen’s meeting On the way to the celebration metal The force and the anger we maintain alive Each one prepares your own sacrifice Whore, alcohol and heavy metal The turns everything more special In the boat of the hell the carburetor burns This is a perfect day of lust
The sound doesn’t work, But we went straight ahead All hallucinated they implore For bitch and hymns thrash The turn home is watered to total prostitution But the four horsemen’s meeting Will have continuation
One more day of lust for the collection One more day that we profaned the flesh One more day of resonant destruction One more day baptized with hymns thrash
