I Gaze through the mist at the approaching host

My hand finds the hilt of my sword

Soon they are sundered their bodies we roast

Their leader is hacked, mauled and gored



Battle Lust takes me

Demon be damned

No way to slake me

Die by my hand

DIE



Sternums are cloven and skulls they are split

Then they are heaped up in piles

Monarch of murder the crown seems to fit

suffering brings only smiles



Battle Lust takes me

Demon be damned

No way to slake me

Die by my hand

DIE



Whirling and hacking i'm bathing my blade

Mutated myrmadon of rage

The howling vortex of hatred i've made

The enemy is still miles away

Addicted to was lust i cant be controlled

The burning blood soon chokes the pyre

Slaughter with frenzy--must eat their souls

dont even pause to perspire (well maybe a little bit)



Let slip the dogs of war!



The foe was fanatic, the battle well fought

I split another rib cage the blood is black and hot

Volleys rain bodies drop

Lungs collapse sinews pop



Is good ya!



Battle lust takes me

thrive on your pain

Abattiors churning

Die in my name

DIE



My friend the buzzard he follows my toils

My friend the rat grows fat from my spoils

My friend the maggot he spawns in your brain

My friend or enemy he must die in pain



LUST