Warborn

Amidst a swirling din of smoke

And screaming on the battlefield born

Reared on the teat of my dear mother war

Hardened to stone through abuse

Mocked, beaten and scorned

A bayonet severed umbilical cord

The wind sings its sad lullaby

Through a blackened and hollow ribcage

I'm to die in battle divine

With the flames as my grave

This realm of inhuman carnage

Where the blood eternally rains

To my brothers who've fallen before me

I will walk with you again

This my demented playground

The horizon is howling ablaze

The skeletal village illuminates the sky

As fire destroys their grains

With glee I rape and torture

My pleasure is inflicting pain

With a vigor unholy, I'll fight to my doom

'Til I've vanquished the Christian God's ways

Sure it must be such a different world

To which those on the outside exist

At least I know who loves me here

No delusions, all weakness dismissed

This era of inhuman tragedy

To be ushered by my iron hand

The ovens bellowed to crematory highs

To dispose of the God-fearing man

The wind sings its sad lullaby

Through a blackened and hollow ribcage

I'm to die in battle divine

With the flames as my grave

This realm of inhuman carnage

Where the blood eternally rains

To my brothers who've fallen before me

I will walk with you again