Way Of The Warrior

A warrior born from the start
Finely crafted killing art
Hundreds slain, more to come
When will his pain be gone?

He rides towards his destiny
Souls of the dead, his eyes don't see
Another day, Another death
Another battle to the end!

Battle to the end
Warfare in his blood, in his veins
In his mind's eye, his enemy's pain
Bloodshed what he lives for, what he craves
Victory, another tyrant enslaved!

Tyrant! Upon his skull throne amidst seas of blood!
A dying age of heroes of which this tale is the last
Overthrown in great wrath, now victory is ours
Once more into battle my friends! Once more!