Metal Church

With banner high they ride to glory, a new beginning to an age-old story
Spreading fear with hateful eyes, then into the night they ride
In the end the same conclusion, a weathered world of disillusion
A war of words, a chain reaction, you can hear the millions cry
They look to the sky with fear in their eyes, they pray to their gods
And they pray to survive, closing their eyes, they dream to ride
On the wings of tomorrow
Beyond this realm of death and darkness, lies the key, someone to save them
To change their ways, to fight the good fight, they're hoping for the day
To the gods they pray for salvation, an angry call from a dying nation