The poison that works within my soul
Chastises the angel that lives in my mind
Ahead is a battle, a fight I must win
Aside are my brothers whose arms they do bear
We warrior clan that fight only for kin
With swords as our cross to protect us from sin
Roads that we tread are often retraced
Once more into battle, once more we must brace
The poison controls and runs deep through my veins
My sword severs limbs, my angers now rage
My shield is pushed tight, the smell of his breath
Beneath I stab hard the, warmth of his flesh
And on to the next as we stand side by side
Driven by brothers, their blood curdling cries
The crush is unyielding pushing air from my lungs
My armour is heavy but my honour is strong
Yet on do I surge as the poisons runs deep
Chastising those angels that lived in my mind