Let me grab my battleaxe
And I will kill you
Let me grab my spear
And thrust it through your heart
You will rot in fear
When I walk near
Fear's with my spear
Your death, is here
Plague the faces
Rotting corpses
Axes, swords, and evil forces
I have lived a life of sorrow
Death I follow
Die tomorrow
Plague the faces
Rotting corpses
Axes, swords, and evil forces
I have lived a life of sorrow
Death I follow
Die tomorrow
Battleaxe
I will kill you
Let me grab my spear
And thrust it through your heart
Fear, when I walk near
Fear is with my spear
Your death is near
What is going on in my mind
I've lost all control of my thoughts
Heathen!
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
