Slashing through the fight before him Dressed in the armor of the dead Crossed fists, cant deny The sword so swift, getting closer to their lair Hatred was a man out to seek Vengeance for the death of his father For he is the one who bears the mark Of the great warrior king and no one can stop him Waiting for tonight The axe swings into battle on the wall Striking blows from life for my king Deathly victim of the blade Stabbing and slashing When night falls, they all must die Beating and bashing With blood lust from hatreds rise The high priest, blessed the bloodshed of defeat The smell of death roams through the air Rising flames of war shine through the night Until the dawn the troopers storm Stabbing and slashing The nights gone on one alive Beating and bashing With blood lust from hatreds rise
slashing, bashing, hatred, stabbing, beating