Feeling the march of the fury unleashed

 Impaling the soldiers of God

 Smell of sulphur hot on the wind

 Left by the Goatrider's Horde

 The thundering roar

 Of the cloven hoof

 The Goatrider's Horde

 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

 The Goatrider's Horde