My Sword Hungers

from Ruinous by Imperial Destruction

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lyrics

MARCHING NORTH, WITH THE RIVER
BATTLE READY
WE MARCH TOWARDS OUR DOOM, OUR SALVATION
A GLORIOUS BATTLE
AGAINST THOSE WHO THREATEN, OUR WAY OF LIFE
AND WISH TO REPRESS US
AND OUR GODS, AID US IN BATTLE
IT IS FOR THEM WE FIGHT
AND DIE

I REFUSE TO BOW TO THESE MEN
FOR THEY ARE NOT MEN, THEY ARE COWARDS
LIFT MY SWORD ABOVE MY HEAD
AND SCREAM, THEN CHARGE

MY SWORD HUNGERS FOR CHRISTIAN BLOOD
AND IT'S YOURS IT WILL TASTE
YOU TRY TO CONVERT MY KIN
TO SAVE US FROM THE SNAKE
YOU'RE A LIAR AND DECEIVER
I MUST CUT YOU DOWN
MY SWORD HUNGERS FOR CHRISTIAN BLOOD
AND IT'S YOURS IT SHALL TASTE

THE GROUND STAINED RED, FROM THE BATTLE FOUGHT
THEIR DEATH STILL HANGS
IN THE AIR, WITH AXE, SPEAR AND SWORD
WE CLAIMED EACH OTHERS LIVES
NO MERCY SHOWN, NO HONOUR GIVEN TO THE DEAD
NO HONOUR FOR THOSE WHO DIE

I REFUSE TO BOW TO THESE MEN
FOR THEY ARE NOT MEN, THEY ARE COWARDS
LIFT MY SWORD ABOVE MY HEAD
AND SCREAM, THEN CHARGE

MY SWORD HUNGERS FOR CHRISTIAN BLOOD
AND IT'S YOURS IT WILL TASTE
YOU TRY TO CONVERT MY KIN
TO SAVE US FROM THE SNAKE
YOU'RE A LIAR AND DECEIVER
I MUST CUT YOU DOWN
MY SWORD HUNGERS FOR CHRISTIAN BLOOD
AND IT'S YOURS IT SHALL TASTE