Summon the Hounds Songtext
von Job for a Cowboy

Summon the servants that are chained at the throat
By a tarnished chain, only devoted to their prosperous fathers (fathers)

A grip so tight it bruises the neck
When the beast exhales the horrors that settle internally
Galloping toward immoral intent with the set bounties (with the set bounties)

On the heads of the righteous the dismantled bodies
Given back for validation and gratuity
To amuse the gods of fortune
The itching appetite grows as these hounds
Unearth the leaders and thieve on the lives of the weak beneath them (beneath them)

Summon the servants that are chained at the throat
By a tarnished chain, only devoted to their prosperous fathers (fathers)

Aggravation dissolves into a joyous laughter
As the oppressors loan vows to benefit the wealthy and cast down the frail
Hero slaughtered in vain, assassinations of demigods in secrecy
A never ending pattern to cast down the frail and throne the elite


Summon the servants that are chained at the throat
By a tarnished chain, only devoted to their prosperous fathers
A grip so tight it bruises the neck

On the heads of the righteous the dismantled bodies
Given back for validation and gratuity to amuse the gods of fortune
The itching appetite grows as these hounds

When the beast exhales the horrors that settle internally
Galloping toward immoral intent with the set bounties
On the heads of the righteous the dismantled bodies
Given back for validation and gratuity

To amuse the gods of fortune
The itching appetite grows as these hounds
Unearth the leaders

Hero slaughtered in vain
Assassinations of demigods in secrecy
A never ending pattern to cast down the frail and throne the elite
And throne the elite