The enforcer
Lords of the trident
The souls that fall
to neither heaven nor hell
must prove their worth
to escape the spell
to neither heaven nor hell
must prove their worth
to escape the spell
Sinner or saint
honor or pride
their final resting place
he will decide
He will not hear
your feeble plea
pick up your weapon is his one decree
All the legions standing tall
The enforcer is the judge of all
make your way towards the gates
The enforcer, he awaits!
Purification
of soul and steel
sin and salvation
the past revealed
The holy fire
readies you for the fight
to heaven's gates
you will ride tonight
As you approach, there's a burning desire
to meet your maker and escape the fire
the pain is great, almost more than you can stand
the sword is ready in your steady hand
All temptation you repel
The enforcer holds the keys to hell
write your name in blood and sweat
the enforcer is your final threat
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