Blood on My Swordblade - Godkiller

On the top of a misty hill

We are standing on our warhorses

With our black swords

Proud as the raven and strong and evil

The battle is storming below

Our troops are trampling the vermin

As the smell of blood reaches us

We are the Black Knights

Born to reign

Blood on my swordblade

Trumpets are sounding gloriously

The rolling of drums is announcing dominion

Blood on my swordblade

We are led by pure hatred

By a desire for holocaust

I strike and I strike

With my bloodstained sword

We have no mercy

The extermination will be complete