In Battle - In Battle

War

The anvil of the will

Fired flesh and molten bone transform into steel

Staining skin with my enemies blood

Stripes of crimson red

Life is blown into my lungs

From the mouths of the dead

All die I remain screaming victory

I emerge from underground

Raise my eyes to the sun

Shaking loose the leaves and earth

Draw the wind to my lungs

A lifetime of struggle

The harvest of war

Conceived in violence

In battle

Born out of conflict

Forged across the slain

Hatred baptize me

I become the blade

No man I obey nor god speak to me

No flag do I hail

I serve only me