Neckbreaker

from The Dead Testament by The Bear Hunters

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lyrics

Armour-clad, mace in hand, the harbinger of dread
He will not rest a moment till his enemies are dead
Relentless conquest lays all he sees to waste
The neckbreaker advances, no enemy is safe

Crushing skills in vicious revelry
Painting battlefields with the blood of his enemies
Against his onslaught many fools shall ride
With dignity, but still as fools, they die

Master of your terror and the bringer of your pain
Gripped by fear are all who hear or dare to speak his name
Flesh from bone he'll tear and blood into the land he'll drain
Driven by the echoed screams of all he's slain

Legions have perished by his hand, bestowing death throughout the land
No escape as darkness ends the day, by the twilight he shall slay
No escape when it's your turn to die
Cowards flee but they can't prolong their life
Each step one closer to the grave
From death they won't be saved

Crushing skulls in vicious revelry
Painting battlefields with the blood of his enemies
Against his onslaught many fools shall ride
With dignity, but still as fools, they die

Insatiable rage welling up and controlling his brain
Overcome by the urge to lacerate and maim
Hatred flowing through his veins
Darkness of a mind insane

Some choose to stand and fight
Courage won't spare their life
Some choose to turn and flee
In time they all shall bleed
Hatred guiding every strike
Darkness blotting out the light