Quest for Vengeance - Metal Inquisitor

The sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down

As if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart’s shell — upon it

Vengeance is his sense of life, brings him to his feet

Raging hot, glowing white, still waters running deep

Riders of Leviathan, want to sell the blood

Riders of the thunderstorm, ignoring any flood

Down on his way like the quest for the Grail

To know no bounds, no hold on ship’s rail

No return from his trek, no deliverance

The journey will end in an act of brute force

His tears will try to put it out, emotions counter blow

Anger’s vengeance’s complement, his heart exploding now

It runs out through with Satan’s wrath, it makes the dead arise

Vengeance caused the pain between his reason and his pride

Down on his way like the quest for the Grail

To know no bounds, no hold on ship’s rail

No return from his trek, no deliverance

The journey will end in an act of brute force

Vengeance is his sense of life, brings him to his feet

Raging hot, glowing white, still waters running deep

Riders of Leviathan, want to sell the blood

Riders of the thunderstorm, ignoring any flood

Down on his way like the quest for the Grail

To know no bounds, no hold on ship’s rail

No return from his trek, no deliverance

The journey will end in an act of brute force