The Horned One's Call
(A summons to join the ranks of Hell's army)
[Intro]
The earth trembles, the shadows rise,
A crimson moon in the midnight skies.
Hear the echoes, hear the sound,
The Horned One's call shakes the ground.
[Verse 1]
Through the mist, a figure stands,
A crown of fire, a bloodstained hand.
His voice is thunder, his eyes ignite,
A beacon blazing in the endless night.
He speaks of power, he speaks of pain,
A realm of darkness where he'll reign.
"Swear your oath, obey my creed,
Join the ranks of the damned and freed."
[Chorus]
The Horned One's call, it beckons all,
From the shadows deep to the midnight hall.
Rise and march, no turning back,
Hell's army rides on a burning track.
The Horned One's call, a siren's cry,
To the depths of fire where the fallen lie.
Stand and fight, join the fall,
Answer now, the Horned One's call.
[Verse 2]
The ground is scorched, the air is thick,
The path to hell is dark and slick.
With every step, your soul aligns,
A pact is sealed in blood and signs.
No mercy given, no soul is spared,
The price is steep, but none are scared.
For power flows where fear won't tread,
Among the ranks of the living dead.
[Chorus]
The Horned One's call, it beckons all,
From the shadows deep to the midnight hall.
Rise and march, no turning back,
Hell's army rides on a burning track.
The Horned One's call, a siren's cry,
To the depths of fire where the fallen lie.
Stand and fight, join the fall,
Answer now, the Horned One's call.
[Bridge]
Oh, can you hear it, the infernal hymn?
A call to arms from the depths within.
The drums of war, they pound so loud,
As demons form a restless crowd.
Raise your voice, let the battle begin,
With the Horned One's name, we claim our sin.
The gates swing wide, the legions roar,
A tide of fire to forevermore.
[Chorus]
The Horned One's call, it beckons all,
From the shadows deep to the midnight hall.
Rise and march, no turning back,
Hell's army rides on a burning track.
The Horned One's call, a siren's cry,
To the depths of fire where the fallen lie.
Stand and fight, join the fall,
Answer now, the Horned One's call.
[Outro]
The flames grow high, the legions run,
Under the banner of the darkened sun.
A symphony of wrath, a dark enthrall,
March to the beat of the Horned One's call.