Letra da Música: Warborn - The Black Dahlia Murder

amidst a swirling din of smoke and screaming on the battlefield born
reared on the teat of my dear mother war hardened to stone through
abuse mocked beaten and scorned a bayonet severed umbilical cord the wind
sings it's sad lullaby through a blackened and hollowed ribcage i'm to die
in battle divine with the flames as my grave this realm of inhuman carnage
where the blood eternally rains to my brothers who've fallen before me
i will walk with you again this my demented playground the horizon is
howling ablaze a skeletal village illuminates the sky as fire consumes their
grains with glee i rape and torture my pleasure us inflicting pain with a
vigor unholy i'll fight to my doom 'til i've vanquished the christian god's
ways it must be such a different world to which those on the outside exist
at least i know who loves me here no delusions all weakness dismissed an
era of inhuman tragedy to be ushered by my iron hand the ovens bellowed
to crematory highs to dispose of the god fearing man