Sword from Grackles EP by Beholder

we sail through time and space
looking for the savior of the human race
we fight, fight as one
worshiping the old gods praying to the sun

pick up your sword, pick up your gun
look around there’s no place to run
pick up your sword, pick up your gun
go and grab your first born son

the gate calls for its key
broken by the music of eternity
their gods you cannot see
writhing in the blindness soon they will be free

you face insanity
the more you fight the plague
the stronger the disease

pick up your sword, pick up your gun
look around there’s no place to run
pick up your sword, pick up your gun
go and grab your first born son

• Metal
• doom metal
• Houston