Morkath The Wrathman Lyrics

Ride, knight of dark faith

From the ancient torture order

Your legacy of pain and blood

Has burnt the countries down

Away, in the darkness

In silence I observe

I've waited too many centuries

To find something like yours...

... by the name of anger you slay...

... wrathman of warfare...

... your anger has no truce...

All these men believe in you

They'll be there to the end

No doubts, only loyalty

To the leader who commands

Away, in the darkness

In silence I observe

I've waited too many centuries

To find something like yours...

... I feel your rage in every stab

Entering the human flesh

And cutting heads off...

The Smell of open bodies feeds your relish

And the sweet taste of hot blood over your dotted mouth.

You will never forget and forgive your battered childhood

The pain increases your strength

There's no end of your overcoming violence.

All these heads on the walls of your home

Hung as prizes of war regards and warns

About your power.

All the blood she'd over my ground

It's been feeding me

And finally yours, to close the circle

Am I Satan? Am I God?

I'm over all, Am I The First Evil?

Open this door and continue killing, my son

... I feel your rage in every stab

Entering the human flesh

And cutting heads off...

The Smell of open bodies feeds your relish

And the sweet taste of hot blood over your dotted mouth... too.

Come to me, come to me, come with me along the nightmare

Your death will be just the beginning of a new life.

... by the name of anger you slay...

... wrathman of warfare...

... your anger has no truce...