Savage Pitch - Deströyer 666

To the victor the spoils

As I lay here seduced by the power of my ill begotten gains

Outside — War!

The ruthless slay

Basking in horrors as my tyranny reigns

But even now I can’t resist

Pounding bone with my studded fist

Dawn brings promise but I was cursed at birth

To rule or die like a storm upon this earth

As a mercenary first I came to be

Then the armies hailed and bowed to me!

Wolf, serpent, ritual fire

Blackens the skies like a fucking pyre

Behold my banner kneel to me

Behold my banner my legions see

There’s a demon behind these eyes — pitch black eyes

Cruel undead, relentless beast

Animal now as always been

For some are born with the curse

The curse of knowing, and seeing with pitch black eyes

Wolf, serpent, ritual fire

Chokes the skies like a blackened pyre