The Master's Hands - Gloryful

A soul drowned in vengeance, haunted by demons

A burning desire about to burst

A heart filled with blackness, the devil’s companion

We are bonded by our blood

Beholding the World that burns in his eyes

Unbound, unleashed and he fears no risk

A heart filled with madness, Ocean Blade rider

We are bonded with our souls

We are, we are, we are, we are…

The master’s hands, revenge in mind

Born to write history

The master’s hands, one of a kind

Standing strong, standing as one

Set the course right to evil, our course to perdition

Blinded by hate, ignoring the fate

A heart filled with blackness, the devil’s companion

We are bonded by our blood

Close to the edge, near to the abyss

Follow the damned, till the end of the World

A heart filled with madness, Ocean Blade rider

We are bonded with our souls