Encrusted in filth
Many days in battle
Lives forged in ruin
The taste of iron in blood
Only the mighty will prevail
Bathed in blood and war
Runes in the clouds
Lightning strikes you down
Hands caress the bloodshed
Feelings of deaths cold embrace
Match with steel of sword and mace
Gods figure appears in a barren field
Laid to waste with years of war
A hammer of shining gold... my light to guide me through
Chiseled statues of man in hue
Colored with the stains of blood
Hunger for wars fruitful handouts
The kings men slaughtered... are the standouts
Red rivers flow down the hills
Muddied and puddled at my feet
My sword spills blood with wrath
I've always known my chosen path
Many days in battle
Lives forged in ruin
The taste of iron in blood
Only the mighty will prevail
Bathed in blood and war
Runes in the clouds
Lightning strikes you down
Hands caress the bloodshed
Feelings of deaths cold embrace
Match with steel of sword and mace
Gods figure appears in a barren field
Laid to waste with years of war
A hammer of shining gold... my light to guide me through
Chiseled statues of man in hue
Colored with the stains of blood
Hunger for wars fruitful handouts
The kings men slaughtered... are the standouts
Red rivers flow down the hills
Muddied and puddled at my feet
My sword spills blood with wrath
I've always known my chosen path