He's marching into battle, behold the sign Listen for the shatter of bones meeting time
Ride on the wings of death, make you accord You must die to leave this life behind and be reborn
Strong is his vision still fading to chrome
Watch for the enemy and burn what is known Knife in your back again, just to make you fall
It's a massacre of angels, wingless they all fall
Glistening blood on skin Wounds baked by the sun His sword is held high
So bring your fucking guts Drown in bloody tears Nefarious existence Defiled by your fears
Forsaken on this day of battle, he curses the blackened skies With an iron fist of terror he will rise again
Raid you mind and steal your dreams, detached from fates control Cut away from Armageddon,
Pushing steel from through souls
Fight for the surfaces, a struggle for a breath Your pleas are denied Welcomed home by death
Glistening blood on skin Wounds baked by the sun His sword is held high
The army of the dead gathers and waits in the darkness
Fight is just and just is fire Now it's time to commit Fight for power fueled by anger, on your grave he spits
Soldier serving none Fighting, massacre is done
Fight is just and just is fire Now it's time to repent Fight for power fueled by anger, on your grave he spits
Soldier serving none Fighting, massacre is done
So while you scream to him, goddamn your soul, the damning has already been done
So while you scream to him, goddamn your soul, the damning has already been done
Not an assassin, he is a murderer, motivated by your pain