Warborn

Amidst a swirling din of smoke and screaming on the battlefield

Reared on the teat of my dear mother War

Hardened to stone through abuse, mocked beaten and scorned

A bayonet-severed umbilical cord

The wind sings its sweet lullaby through a blackened and hollowed ribcage

I'm to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave

This realm of inhuman carnage where the blood eternally rains

To my brothers who've fallen before me, I will walk with you again

This is my demented playground

The horizon is howling ablaze

A skeletal village illuminates the sky

As fire destroys their grains

With glee I rape and torture

My pleasure is inflicting pain

With a vigor unholy I'll fight to my doom

Till I've vanquished the Christian god's ways

Oh it must be such a different world

To which those on the outside exist

At least I know who loves me here

No delusions, all weakness dismissed

An era of inhuman tragedy

To be ushered by my iron hand

The ovens bellowed to crematory highs

To dispose of the god-fearing man

The wind sings its sweet lullaby through a blackened and hollowed ribcage

I'm to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave

This realm of inhuman carnage where the blood eternally rains

To my brothers who've fallen before me, I will walk with you again