Battle-Born - Exmortus

Feel the heavy thunder

Of carnage and morbid plunder

Come now brethren and fight

This land is ours by right

To our gods we cry

That we fear no to die

Renewing strength thereby

Cowardice is forsworn

The enemy’s waylaid

Now leap into the fray

Hack away and pray

For glorious death, the battle born

The clangor of steel rings loud

Of fierce warriors so proud

Keen to ascend the endless skies

Where gleaming halls are prize

Blades in sheaths are set

Victory has been met

None can forget

Heaps of flesh lying torn

The heavens they have earned

For the end they yearn

Then shall they return

The glorious dead, the battle born

For the battle we are bred

Our banners on high you shall dread

Our victims we behead

All fear the battle born

Doomsday come anon

The final is foregone

Awaiting still the dawn

Of the glorious dead, the battle born