Dismal night
Cold october rain
Your blood on the ground
Turns into dirty puddles
No pain
Lying in your sticky blood
And your fecal masses running out
Steel is cold
Pale reflection's moon on the sword
Penetraiting in hot flesh
It makes her cool
Steel without soul
But in cruel bloody hands
That presses cold sword
Somebody's life takes
Hands press cold steel
This weapon is lethal
Steel comes alive in hot blood
Death gives life to metal
Sword back to life in your flesh
Your body making dead
By pain & horror your thirst
Soulless steel quenches
It's your last revenge
Bodys' pungent stench