Their Warlock King

Children of evil
Riding their horses
Come to adore
Here on the hill.
They are coming
To be protected
By the great emperor
Their warlock king, Lucifer.
When they arrive, to the top
They sell their soul to the lord
To become possessed
By the king of horror.
They fell, his force, growing
inside their heart
They are now
Immortal bodies
Just children they are
Born in panic.
They are fighted so much
To be here
And they will fight too
To see people die.
Theya re now Immortal bodies
Just children they are
Born in panic.
They are possessed
every soul, their souls
Without body
But true power adore.