Unsheath the Sword and Let the Blood Flow

For glory and for God he shouted As he roared into battle So his hunger for death could be sated Weilding and slashing, hacking with his sword From his strong fast horse he was determined to conquer Laying waste to the enemy Blind to everything Blood lust was his passion And it was driving him Shouting as he bore down on men behind shields No mercy or compassion did he feel The clang of metal on metal The sounds of screams and pain The whole battlefield now red with bloodstains Corpses piling high as the battle raged on He sang out his hearty battle song Baring his teeth as he chased frightened foe down End of the battle now he assessed all around A sea of massacred human beings Sprawled out before him Representing either side He cared not one jot It was all about glory for him As he stood on the battlefield King of kings While standing in the puddles of his murdered kin.