I Gaze through the mist at the approaching host   My hand finds the hilt of my sword   Their leader is hacked, mauled and gored   Soon they are sundered their bodies we roast      Battle Lust takes me   Demon be damned   Die by my hand   DIE   No way to slake me   Sternums are cloven and skulls they are split      Monarch of murder the crown seems to fit   Then they are heaped up in piles      suffering brings only smiles   Battle Lust takes me   Demon be damned   Die by my hand   No way to slake me   DIE      Whirling and hacking i'm bathing my blade   Mutated myrmadon of rage   The enemy is still miles away   Addicted to was lust i cant be controlled   The howling vortex of hatred i've made   The burning blood soon chokes the pyre   dont even pause to perspire (well maybe a little bit)   Slaughter with frenzy--must eat their souls      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   Lungs collapse sinews pop   Volleys rain bodies drop   Is good ya!         thrive on your pain   Abattiors churning   Battle lust takes me   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   LUSTMy friend or enemy he must die in pain