We are the ones who built our forts with skulls
Chemical warriors of the past
Riding our pestridden stallions to war
Shotguns and rifles ablast
Sling your slayer, the warlord screams
Mowing down unarmed civillians
7.62 piercing the brain
Diminishing their numbers by millions
Victims of our crusade offered to steel
Dragged through our towns, wrathful endeavours revealed
Riders of the atomic horde, weapons in hand
Pestridden stallions rulers of forgotten lands
Khans of the nuclear steppe, soles made of tusk
Jangelin' spurs shuffle across the dust
Blades whistle in the wind, we strike at dusk
Await for the strike of the whip, in the atom we trust
Victims of our crusade offered to steel
Dragged through our towns, wrathful endeavours revealed
Riders of the atomic horde, weapons in hand
Pestridden stallions rulers of forgotten lands
Dead are the lucky, the rest are my slaves
Fed to the hounds and tortured for days
Every inch conquered in my name
Hiding won't help you from this cursed bane
Torment you shall receive
My pleasure of watching you bleed
Victims of our crusade offered to steel
Dragged through our towns, wrathful endeavours revealed
Riders of the atomic horde, weapons in hand
Pestridden stallions rulers of forgotten lands