Tyrant - Grave Digger

Lost horizons everywhere

the sun is grey and dark

A coach runs through the shattered night

without a tone

Four winds howl into the night

it’s cold and wet

Horses, black and danerous

horror runs my blood

Tyrant

The beast, comes to kill us The beast, comes to kill us The beast, comes to kill us The beast, comes to …

Magic world’s around my soul

desaster’s burning high

He’s the son of heaven’s devil

he’s the arm of death

Don’t look back, don’t look back

you can lose your life

Tyrant sees every step, every step you make

Tyrant

Tyrant!