The Sentinel歌词

Along deserted avenues
Steam begins to rise

The figures primed and ready

Prepared for quick surprise

He's watching for a sign

His life is on the line

Sworn to avenge

Condemn to Hell

Tempt not the blade
All fear the Sentinel
Dogs whine in the alleys
Smoke is on the wind

From deep inside its empty shell
A cathedral bell begins

Ringing out its toll

A storm begins to grow

Sworn to avenge

Condemn to Hell

Tempt not the blade
All fear the Sentinel

Amidst the upturned burned-out cars
The challengers await
And in their fists clutch iron bars
With which to seal his fate
Across his chest is scabbards rest
The rows of throwing knives
Whose razor points in challenged tests
Have finished many lives

Now facing one another

The stand-off eats at time

Then all at once a silence falls
As the bell ceases its chime

Upon this sign the challengers
With shrieks and cries rush forth
The knives fly out like bullets
Upon their deadly course

Screams of pain and agony
Rent the silent air
Amidst the dying bodies

Blood runs everywhere

The figure stands expressionless
Impassive and alone

Unmoved by this victory
And the seeds of death he's sown

Sworn to avenge

Condemn to Hell

Tempt not the blade
All fear the Sentinel

Sworn to avenge

Condemn to Hell

Tempt not the blade
All fear the Sentinel

Sworn to avenge

Condemn to Hell

Tempt not the blade
All fear the Sentinel

Sworn to avenge

Condemn to Hello

Tempt not the blade
All fear the Sentinel