Disciples of the Storm

The disciples of the storm...of the storm We are the disciples of the storm Riding fearless with the night The disciples of the storm We gather 'round the dying ember In the light of the setting sun We ride ahead, the hooves are pounding And you pay for the sins you've done A storm is coming And he sweeps across the land The sky is clouding The disciples now take command United we will stand We've sworn the oath Never we give in Let us ride tonight We are the disciples of the storm Riding fearless with the night The disciples of the storm We move between the growing shadows Behold the force we unleash We're the riders of apocalypse, now Welcome the disease A storm is coming And he sweeps across the land The sky is clouding The disciples now take command Thunder, lightning, moon and stars are our guide