Arrogance mounted on a poison steed Hangman swings from a rope of conceit Pale horse runs septic through his veins For I am the end of all his days. A dead finger pulls the trigger to decide the final hour. We are the faces of the end. We are the architects of ruin. Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator. A superior man, I will bleed the butcher dry In the underground I live, I fight, I die, I will rust the iron heart I will crush the death head's march. A dead finger pulls the trigger to decide the final hour. We are the faces of the end. We are the architects of ruin. Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator. Bleed the butcher dry Under the cross we're bound to die I'm ready Because I am what you are too afraid to be. We are the faces of the end. We are the architects of ruin. Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator. Bleed the butcher dry Under the cross we're bound to die I'm ready Because I am what you are too afraid to be. We are the faces of the end. We are the architects of ruin. Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator. I live I fight I die.
Arrogance mounted on a poison steed Hangman swings from a rope of conceit Pale horse runs septic through his veins For I am the end of all his days. A dead finger pulls the trigger to decide the final hour. We are the faces of the end. We are the architects of ruin. Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator. A superior man, I will bleed the butcher dry In the underground I live, I fight, I die, I will rust the iron heart I will crush the death head's march. A dead finger pulls the trigger to decide the final hour. We are the faces of the end. We are the architects of ruin. Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator. Bleed the butcher dry Under the cross we're bound to die I'm ready Because I am what you are too afraid to be. We are the faces of the end. We are the architects of ruin. Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator. Bleed the butcher dry Under the cross we're bound to die I'm ready Because I am what you are too afraid to be. We are the faces of the end. We are the architects of ruin. Fathers of rebellion, disciples of the reaper We are the apex predator. I live I fight I die.
