Disinter Field Of Screams
This is my destiny, This is my life
To fight in this eternal war to destroy the light
The fire of battle courses through my veins
Saddled upon warhorse ride, Never pull back the reins
Hacking through flesh with exquisite delight
By my sword they feel, the power of the night
I am destined to be victorious on this field of screams
The blood is on me thick the smell is sweet but foul
Taste of death upon my lips I gear the darkness howl
My blade cuts through the air, I swing with all my might
Another severed head ALL HAIL for the legion we shall fight
Blazing a trail of limbs and gore
Taking life and wanting more
Ahh the scavengers feed on carrion fields
As the dying bleed
On this battlefield, the face of death is real
Carved into my brain, a warriors true pain
Darkened towers rise, gloom against night sky
Superior battlement, slaughter is divine
Spires risen choking out the light, ancient stone
Darker than night
Portraits drawn from pastelles of blood
Filth of death forever preserved
Darkened towers rise, gloom against night sky
Superior battlement, slaughter is divine
Underneath the weight of steel
Flesh is pink and thin
Heat of battle boils in me
Rage is hot within
The grass is stained with blood
And trampled down
Weight of death upon the earth
The fallen make no sound
Hacking through flesh with exquisite delight
By my sword they feel, the power of night
I am destined to be victorious on this field of screams.
