Lay waste upon these woods
The gods adhere to the violence
Throw the axe that diminishes the health of the diseased
Chains with blades pierce the milksops
Elements curse their fate
The eye of the all knowing could lay inside
The serpent wraps the earth and watches over the destruction
Complications with the ones amongst these ranks
Will end in blood and the people will give thanks
Acid bath
To wash away the sin
We embark on this journey as it turns grim
No masters
No strangers
Shall scathe me this time around
(Scathe me this time around)
Anger fuels the stamina that I use to strike them to the ground
Torn asunder
Cadavers are fresh
Enemies abound
Our killings begin to mesh
Crumbling all around me
Bodies and the earth break apart into one
Tossed into a mix of desolation
This is beginning to be all just fun
Chunks of these fiends are sent flying into the air
Crumbled bones and awful screams occur as I stare