The Gate کے بول

An army of ambition Is moving And it shakes the ground Ten thousand hungry hearts With iron heels Burns and rapes Sucks the earth dry Cuts and slays All that gets in its way Mighty forces of destruction Way beyond control Nothing sleeps tonight Decay and sinister silence Your world ripped in dust and ruins I shed no tears for your pain I shed no tears for the past Unleash all the beast form imprisonment And arm them with sticks and stones Bring them into the land of chaos Watch mankind's last gate fall Trembling hands in fire burned As we march into the night Every last stone will be turned Within the bright daylight We are the hounds of hell You will kneel You will bend We feast at her grave In the blood mist we stand victorious