I gaze through the mist at the approaching host
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My hand finds the hilt of my sword
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Soon they are sundered, their bodies we roast
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Their leader is hacked, mauled and gored
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Battle lust takes me
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Demon be damned
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No way to slake me
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Die by my hand
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DIE
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Sternum's are cloven and skulls they are split
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They then are heaped up in piles
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Monarch of murder, the crown seems to fit
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Suffering brings only smiles...
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Battle lust takes me
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Demon be damned
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No way to slake me
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Die by my hand
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DIE
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Whirling and hacking I'm bathing my blade
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Mutated myrmidon of rage
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The howling vortex of the hatred I've made
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The enemy is still miles away
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Addicted to war lust I can't be controlled
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The burning blood soon chokes the pyre
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Slaughter with frenzy - must eat their souls
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Don't even pause to perspire (well, maybe just a little bit)
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Let slip the dogs of war!
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The foe was fanatic, the battle well fought
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I split another rib cage, the blood is black and hot
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Volleys rain, bodies drop
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Lungs collapse, sinews pop
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Is good ya!
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Battle lust takes me
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Thrive on your pain
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Abattoirs churning
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Die in my name
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DIE
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My friend the buzzard he follows my toils
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My friend the rat grows fat from my spoils
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My friend the maggot he spawns in your brain
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My friend or enemy, all shall die in pain
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LUST!
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Battle Lust
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| Gwar |
