Warlord

Blood running cold as we charge across the wasteland,
enemy spitting flames,
metal crashing metal as you turn to the next man,
it is nothing but a game,
now that the man is descending from the black sky,
no light for the dead,
through the mist of everlasting pain,
black soul eyes of pain...

blood is spilt,
chaos reigns,
soaked in blood,
everlasting pain,
warlord...

Unholy doom overpowering the night sky,
bad blood in his veins,
make your stand will you kill or will you bleed and die,
ascending from the grave,
ice cold underground bleading death unholy sound,
nowhere left to go,
bleeding soul deadly sound horrified gaggeg and bound,
the final blow