From the highlands, a legacy born
The McCullen name, always said with scorn
A steel mask worn, once a punishment
Now proudly adorned, it's a perfect fit
Destro! The Lord Of War
He doesn't care who he's fighting for
Selling weapons, fire in his veins
Creating bloodshed, 'til no one remains
Destro's legacy, forged in fire
A mask of steel, fueled by desire
He builds an empire on the brink of war
A puppeteer, always wanting more
Love for The Baroness, a flame so bright
His vast resources, his flawless insight
From the ashes of history, a fortune made
Won't negotiate, can't be swayed
Selling arms to the restless, igniting the flame
It's World War III, but to him it's a game
Destro! The Lord Of War
He doesn't care who he's fighting for
Selling weapons, fire in his veins
Creating bloodshed, 'til no one remains
Behold now, a titan takes his stand
Crafting conflict with his manipulating hand
Iron Grenadiers, each one a loyal troop
The silent castle, due for a coup
A silver mask, a heart of stone
While leaders clash, he claims their throne
Tradition binds him, yet sets him free
You best believe you'll obey his decree
Ambition unbound, he shapes the fight
Architect of chaos, who cares who's right
Destro! The Lord Of War
He doesn't care who he's fighting for
Selling weapons, fire in his veins
Creating bloodshed, 'til no one remains
Destro! The Lord Of War
He doesn't care who he's fighting for
Selling weapons, fire in his veins
Creating bloodshed, 'til no one remains