For this I was chosen
Because I fear nothing
With confidence I tread through the dead of night
Off to another wartorn faraway battlefields
Wherein lies a daemonic enemy horde
On this day I decide to annoint my fists
Engaging them in the mode of power and war
Stopping at nothing thats short of fulfilling my destiny
Willing to die in my will after you for what I believe
A desperate avenger striking fear in their hearts
Invading their dreams before the day even starts
Whet with your blood I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tomorrow I may lay down and die
But not this day!
Sent on an unholy quest
To reduce all those who resist
To the size of their shrivelled up souls and scatter them like grist
Vanquish the stranglehold that the netherworld sets for me
The last request of my life is to die killing my enemies
Bathed in blood up to my horses bridle
It’s death to retreat, there’s no chance of survival
Whet with your blood I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tommorow I may lay down and die
But not this day
This Day We Fight!
Stripped the fallen heroes
Finish off the wounded
Collect the spoils of war
and send them the dead
This Day We Fight!