Warlord by Garathe Den (HeartOfBabel.com)

Warlord by Garathe Den

Give me a king, God
I want to have vengeance
I need blood to spill
To feel an ounce of repentance
I need sacrifice
Can't you see my dependence
For vain is my hope
While peace is my presence

Judge me worthy
To be ruled by the sword
To be empowered by conquest
Triumph over the horde
Let all the earth be shaken
Let all the blood be poured
Let me bathe in the glory
Of a life of discord

Wage this war
Throughout all generations
Rage enforced
To seek devastation
I have no time for love
Need to conquer the nations
Need the whole world to bow
Right to my expectations

There needs to be order
There needs to be rule
There needs to be fear
For the controlling of fools
A mass misconception
A mask to delude
A masterful plan
Leaves the masses subdued

And it will all be a rues
To distract them from sight
A veil placed over their eyes
To keep them cowered in fright
Submissive and silent
Caught in the plight
Too blind to realize
The measure of their might

What I say, it will be
And they will cheer my election
By the point of my sword
And its means of dissection
I will wage endless wars
Till the sea's a reflection
Of the blood overflowing
To embrace my reception

The master of slaughter
The tyrants of praise
The god of destruction
For a world set ablaze
Basking in torment
Delighting in pain
The world made an altar
To offer up the remains

The burn and the billows
The scent of the forge
The raising of armies
And the stains of the gored
The madness and vengeance
The thirst of the sword
Waged in the worship
Of their mighty warlord