Video The Four Worsemen de Satanasshole 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Satanasshole - The Four Worsemen Lyrics

Seven dirty trolls
The ancient bell tolls
Seven stinky ghouls
The solar disc blooms…

Raiders of an ancient night
Velvet tears blacken their eyes
Hear the roaming of their hooves
Hear the thunders slashing gloom
See the black vests furrowed by the wind
In the twilight blood-red gleam
-Here's the four worsemen
Noyr, Mt, Osammoth, Leets
Breaching dusk gates of frosted mist
Just had their breakfast of frosties and milk
Here's the four worsemen-
Raiders of a land crowded by the damned
On their steeds they run like hell
There is darkness in their stares
As they ride under the moon
There are branches in their eyes
As they pass through underwood
Choke those tears
Noyr hates the bitter taste
Drinking from your neck veins
Joke with fears
MT likes the glitters on your face
Eating your hot skin in chains
Shut that mouth
Osammoth needs some rest
Laying with you underground
Hang around
Leets will give you his necklace
So that you won't fall off the bough
-Here's the four worsemen
We stink and raise hell
We love darkness and ourselves
We are freaks not gentlemen
So learn to call us the 4 worsemen-

When the Moon is not high
And the night passes by
See the glooming starlight
For the worsemen are nigh