| Song | Hallow Horns |
| Artist | Cataract |
| Album | With Triumph Comes Loss |
| 作曲 : Cataract, Fuellemann | |
| A poetic rhythm brought by the storm | |
| No grace, no glory - pure pleasure in | |
| Pain Two horned master is on the rise | |
| Deaths riding in by the storm they are driven | |
| Cant you hear the screams - we are the damned | |
| We are the feast for the unholy priest | |
| Master and | |
| Servant, the puppets are on | |
| Man has to retreat for the masters brigade | |
| Listen ! Listen ! | |
| Listen ! to the hallow horn | |
| Listen to hallow horn | |
| A new race will be born | |
| Listen to hallow horn | |
| A new race will be born | |
| The undefeatable legion | |
| Will kill the great pigeon | |
| This is one of many futuristic and symbolic looks at how the world will once come to an end. | |
| Looking at the wars that are been fought all over the world. | |
| We are nothing else than heading straight into our decline. | |
| As we are raising hell everyday, we have woken up the two horned master. | |
| He is awake for the free blood. | |
| Soon there will be a big death storm raging around the earth with his legions leading it. | |
| They will come to take our lost souls and bring back purity with fire. | |
| He will be marching in with glory horns and will be leaving a bloody soil. | |
| And we give support day by day. |
| zuò qǔ : Cataract, Fuellemann | |
| A poetic rhythm brought by the storm | |
| No grace, no glory pure pleasure in | |
| Pain Two horned master is on the rise | |
| Deaths riding in by the storm they are driven | |
| Cant you hear the screams we are the damned | |
| We are the feast for the unholy priest | |
| Master and | |
| Servant, the puppets are on | |
| Man has to retreat for the masters brigade | |
| Listen ! Listen ! | |
| Listen ! to the hallow horn | |
| Listen to hallow horn | |
| A new race will be born | |
| Listen to hallow horn | |
| A new race will be born | |
| The undefeatable legion | |
| Will kill the great pigeon | |
| This is one of many futuristic and symbolic looks at how the world will once come to an end. | |
| Looking at the wars that are been fought all over the world. | |
| We are nothing else than heading straight into our decline. | |
| As we are raising hell everyday, we have woken up the two horned master. | |
| He is awake for the free blood. | |
| Soon there will be a big death storm raging around the earth with his legions leading it. | |
| They will come to take our lost souls and bring back purity with fire. | |
| He will be marching in with glory horns and will be leaving a bloody soil. | |
| And we give support day by day. |