Battle Lust

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

Sternum's are cloven and skulls they are split

They then 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 myrmidon of rage

The howling vortex of the hatred I've made

The enemy is still miles away

Addicted to war lust I can't be controlled

The burning blood soon chokes the pyre

Slaughter with frenzy - must eat their souls

Don't even pause to perspire (well, maybe just 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

Abattoirs 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, all shall die in pain

LUST!