[Tipton/Halford]
Sinner rider, rides in with the storm
The devil rides beside him
The devil is his god, God help you
mourn
Do you, do you hear it, do you hear the thunder
Deafen every living thing about
Can you, can you see it, can you
See the
mountains darken yonder
Black sun rising, time is running out
Sacrifice to vice or die by the hand of
the
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
His steed of fury,
Eyes of fire and mane ablaze
Demonic vultures
stalking
Drawn by the smell of war and pain
He roams the starways
Searching for the carcasses of war
But if it's hungry then
its very presence
Disrupts the calm into the storm
Curse and damn you all you'll fall by the hand of
the
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
God of the Devils, God of the Devils
Won't you help them pray
God of the
Devils, God of the Devils
Is there no other way
Can't you hear their souls calling out in their plight
Can't you see their
blood is boiling setting them alight
[SOLO (Glenn/K.K.)]
Thirty years now sleeping, so sound
War raises its head, and
looks slowly around
The Sinner is near, sensing the fear
And the beast will start movin' around
Can't you see their souls
calling out in their brain
Can't you hear their blood is boiling setting them alight
[SOLO (Glenn/both)]
...Sinner,
Sinner, Sinner, Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sacrifice to vice or die by the hand of the
Curse and damn
you all you fall by the hand of the
Sinner!