Battle Cry

Prepare your body, lock away your soul
Allow your heart to become cold
sharpen your focus
narrow your eyes
in this smoke and mist
we must see clear or die
unsheathe your swords
let the hate pour
feel black blood pule from heart to hand and hand to sword
on this battlefield a new soldier is born
you are death, you will fight to the mourn
and when sun rises, your sin light will cleanse
blood washed from your stained hands
acknowledge the dead, celebrate your brothers who bled
to Hell they went, in the night none wept
the battle is fierce
the pain is much worse
but it cannot cripple your will
in darkness, your true nature revealed
Neither God nor man may judge your acts
No law presides over this chaos and madness
Born to die, some may cry
But not you, you were born for war
Your fate is sealed by chains eternal
Glory awaits you, go die and live forever