He's marching into battle, behold the sign. Listen for the shatter of bones meeting time

Ride on the wings of death, make you accord. You must die to leave this life behind and be reborn

Strong is his vision still fading to chrome

Watch for the enemy and burn what is known. Knife in your back again, just to make you fall

It's a massacre of angels, wingless they all fall

Glistening blood on skin. Wounds baked by the sun. His sword is held high

So bring your fucking guts. Drown in bloody tears. Nefarious existence. Defiled by your fears

Forsaken on this day of battle, he curses the blackened skies. With an iron fist of terror he will rise again

Raid you mind and steal your dreams, detached from fates control. Cut away from Armageddon

Pushing steel from through souls

Fight for the surfaces, a struggle for a breath. Your pleas are denied. Welcomed home by death

Glistening blood on skin. Wounds baked by the sun. His sword is held high

The army of the dead gathers and waits in the darkness

Fight is just and just is fire. Now it's time to commit. Fight for power fueled by anger, on your grave he spits

Soldier serving none. Fighting, massacre is done

Fight is just and just is fire. Now it's time to repent. Fight for power fueled by anger, on your grave he spits

Soldier serving none. Fighting, massacre is done

So while you scream to him, goddamn your soul, the damning has already been done

So while you scream to him, goddamn your soul, the damning has already been done

Not an assassin, he is a murderer, motivated by your pain