My veins thrum with
The thrill of death and blood
My eyes alight with life
As I stride through the mud
Dead men all around
Most felled by my hand
They gave their all to die
And still alive I stand
I am invincible
Too angry to die
The battle rage fills me
As I roar at the sky
My thirst is never sated
I always yearn for more
More killing, more blood
More bodies for my sword
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
My veins thrum with
The thrill of death and blood
My eyes alight with life
As I stride through the mud
Dead men all around
Most felled by my hand
They gave their all to die
And still alive I stand
I am invincible
Too angry to die
The battle rage fills me
As I roar at the sky
My thirst is never sated
I always yearn for more
More killing, more blood
More bodies for my sword
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