Dark Fortress - Warlord (Face the Angel of Pestilence) lyrics
[Dark Fortress - Warlord Face the Angel of Pestilence lyrics]
I was born in the heat of battle
With a weapon in my cradle
I first spilled blood at the age of seven
I killed my first enemy then at eleven
Riding on the tides of war
Into a dark millenium
High the axe that I have won
From the hands of Attila
Bloodstained I have always been
But no remorse I've known
In conflict after conflict I
Piled skull upon skull
The fools that stood against me all
Paid the price in blood
And a heavy toll I've ever taken
From the fires of the past rises the warlord
Through the blood and destruction
Comes the warlord upon the wings of hate and
Terror rides the warlord
I know not of mercy and sorrow
So all fear the warlord
Set alight unnumbered cities
Pillaged countless homes
Raped mothers and daughters alike
Before each other's eyes
I have slain many a weak hearted king
And ended their short lived reigns
The hammer of fate and the anvil of war
Have forged me to a master of battle
From the fires of the past rises the warlord
Through the blood and destruction
Comes the warlord upon the wings of hate and
Terror rides the warlord
I know not of mercy and sorrow
So all fear the warlord
Immortal years of violence
Hate will never die
In my wake are left legions of the dead
Oh, how all these victims died
For no one ever survived
My trail of corpses is far too
Long for any man to see
In the middle of a bloodbath
That is where I want to be
I am the warlord – I am the hate
I am the butcher – cruel son of fate
I slaughtered millions – I claimed my right
I am the warlord – the immortal might
Power and glory, bloodlust and rage
Dominion and hatred, thunder and storm
From the primeval forces of the
Earth I have been
I am the warlord and I have no equal!
(She spoke to me again
Called me into her realm
So I shall ascend the stairs of fate
And pass the gate of the slain)
With a weapon in my cradle
I first spilled blood at the age of seven
I killed my first enemy then at eleven
Riding on the tides of war
Into a dark millenium
High the axe that I have won
From the hands of Attila
Bloodstained I have always been
But no remorse I've known
In conflict after conflict I
Piled skull upon skull
The fools that stood against me all
Paid the price in blood
And a heavy toll I've ever taken
From the fires of the past rises the warlord
Through the blood and destruction
Comes the warlord upon the wings of hate and
Terror rides the warlord
I know not of mercy and sorrow
So all fear the warlord
Set alight unnumbered cities
Pillaged countless homes
Raped mothers and daughters alike
Before each other's eyes
I have slain many a weak hearted king
And ended their short lived reigns
The hammer of fate and the anvil of war
Have forged me to a master of battle
From the fires of the past rises the warlord
Through the blood and destruction
Comes the warlord upon the wings of hate and
Terror rides the warlord
I know not of mercy and sorrow
So all fear the warlord
Immortal years of violence
Hate will never die
In my wake are left legions of the dead
Oh, how all these victims died
For no one ever survived
My trail of corpses is far too
Long for any man to see
In the middle of a bloodbath
That is where I want to be
I am the warlord – I am the hate
I am the butcher – cruel son of fate
I slaughtered millions – I claimed my right
I am the warlord – the immortal might
Power and glory, bloodlust and rage
Dominion and hatred, thunder and storm
From the primeval forces of the
Earth I have been
I am the warlord and I have no equal!
(She spoke to me again
Called me into her realm
So I shall ascend the stairs of fate
And pass the gate of the slain)