Letra de Warborn

Amidst a swirling din of smoke and
screaming on the battlefield,
born reared on the teat of my dear mother war.
Hardened to stone through abuse,
mocked, beaten,
and scorned a bayonet severed umbilical cord.

The wind sings its sad lullab through
a blackened and hollowed ribcage.
I´m to die in battle,
divine with the flames as my grave.
This realm of inhuman carnage
where the blood eternally rains.
To my brothers who´ve fallen before me,
I will walk with you again.

[Solo]

This, my demented playground,
the horizon is howling ablaze.
A skeletal village illuminates
the sky as fire consumes their grains.
With glee I rape and torture,
my pleasure is inflicting pain.
With a vigor unholy,
I´ll fight to my doom ´til I´ve vanquished
the Christian god´s ways.

Oh it must be such a different
world to which those on the outside exist.
At least I know who loves me here,
no delusions, all weakness dismissed.
An era of inhuman tragedy
to be ushered by my iron hand.
The oven´s bellowed to
crematory high to dispose of the god-fearing man.

The wind sings its sad lullab through
a blackened and hollowed ribcage.
I´m to die in battle,
divine with the flames as my grave.
This realm of inhuman carnage
where the blood eternally rains.
To my brothers who´ve fallen before me,
I will walk with you again