riding the devil's horse  I'm riding the devil's horse    the sinister curse has me in it's spell  degraded scalps that adorn me so well  and every time when your death glare meets mine  a phantom is gazing through cynical eyes  bounded so faithful by spiritual beasts  scattering splendors of worshipping deeds  no mercy will pump out the damned tears in me  predominant signs bring just tragedy  to the perdition - that keeps me alive    riding the devil's horse  I'm riding the devil's horse  the devil's horse    it whispers to me with languishing lips  the evil is hunger and the fire I breathe  I know that there're two ways for me to walk on  within my rage under final command  and power was given to me by the sword  the day of my wrath who'll be able to stand  nobody surviving the passage of blood  and hell follows me when I'm rising up  so follow my trace - to the destiny    riding the devil's horse  I'm riding the devil's horse...  the devil's horse