Hunting down the enemy
Take their lives by my hand
Warrior king, a mighty foe
Rival of my clan
Battle starts, clash of steel
War cries of the horde
Scent of blood fills the air
Dying by the sword

Bred to kill

The king is felled
To his knees
A mortal wound
Dealt by me
I raise my axe
To claim my prize
A cleaving swing
Through neck and spine
With head held high
I shout and roar
Champion
Of death and war

See them flee to the hills
Running for their lives
Put to the sword, no mercy
Cheering as they die
Severed heads line the walls
Of our sacred fortress
On we march to conquer all
To please the Gods of violence

Bred to kill

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