For this I was chosen, because I fear nothing
With confidence I tread through the dead of the night
Off to another war-torn, faraway battlefield
Wherein lies a daemonic enemy horde
On this day, I decide to anoint my fists
Engaging them in the mode of power and war
Stopping at nothing that's short of fulfilling my destiny
Willing to die and I will after you for what I believe
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A desperate avenger striking fear in their hearts
Invading their dreams before the day even starts
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Wet with your blood, I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tomorrow, I may lay down and die
But not this day
Sent on an unholy quest
To reduce all those who resist
To the size of their shriveled up souls
And scatter them like grist
I vanquished the strange holds that the netherworld sets for me
The last request of my life is to die killing my enemies
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Bathed in blood up to the horse's bridle
It's death to retreat, there's no chance of survival
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Wet with your blood, I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tomorrow, I may lay down and die
But not this day
This day we fight!
This day we fight!
Strip the fallen heroes
Finish off the wounded
Collect the spoils of war
And send them back dead
This day we fight
Fight, fight
This day we fight
Fight, fight, fight
This day I fight
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