Caravan Of Blood Soaked Kentauroi

Here we ride once again
With the pain and dust left behind
Toward the caves of Mt. Pholoe
I say...

Last night the blood did spill
Upon the ground of nuptial rite
In the house of Ixion's son
I say...

Devour!

The spirits sank in our veins
Insolence from too much wine
At the sight of that fair dame
I say...

The drink was in command
Doubled by the fire of lust
As I seize the hair of the bride
I say...

Maraud!

Caravan through the night
With the north wind at our manes
Cry out to the Gods
Give me thes trength to ride once again

Theseus charged Eurytus
Champion with jagged steel
Smashed his brains in battle lust
Crunching bones beneath his heel

Mt. Pholoe is where I ride
Slaying all the passerby
Plundering the moutnain side
Ravenous until I die...

My brothers all grabed a dame
To do with them as they will
What became such violent rape
I say...

4 lay in pools of blood
Fallen to the spoils of war
With hte bride's milk on my lips
I say...

We ride!
Caravan through the night
With the north wind at our manes
Cry out to the Gods
Give me the strength to ride once again