A Oath is Sworn
The warlord king is fallen, his wounded son lies bleeding

Warrior Prince: 'I Must Avenge My Father's Death'

Bleeding from the wound so deep,
The new king rises to his feet
Sword in hand, he sets out on the quest

He screamed a solemn vow,
His words were born upon the wind,
He couldn't rest 'til all his foes were dead,
And their corpses lay strewn upon the ground.

The Sword - it glinted in the light,
Strong and true, forged of the Sacred Steel
Made long ago in the bowels of earth,
A blade of kings, for men with an iron will

Warrior Prince: 'I will soon have my revenge'

He rode into the sunset,
Grief stoking the fire in his heart
Screaming a thousand curses
For those who'd slain his father,
Soon to feel the cold steel of his blade

(Solo - Sern)

(Solo - Nick)

Riding through the night
Until he reached the heathens' fortress,
He burst into the castle square
Ruthlessly he hacked to pieces all those who'd fled his wrath,
Mercilessly slaying all in sight

Drenched in gore,
His blood thirst quenched forever
He fled the battleground, returning to the dead king's side
Sword aloft, he screamed his father's name

The Sword - it glinted in the light,
Strong and true, forged of the Sacred Steel
Made long ago in the bowels of earth,
A blade of kings, for men with an iron will

Her Rancid Breath
Hear this tragic tale of lust and betrayal
Of a man and two others he considered to be friends
One a trusted ally and valued companion
The other the woman he thought he loved

They had betrayed him
Stabbed him in the back
Wounds as deep as this one
cannot be healed by time

He couldn't bare to be near her
And no-one else could smell the odour of rotten sex from between her legs

He was alone
No-one could smell it,
The bastard's rancid semen on her breath

No-one could understand why he hated them,
Why he just couldn't bare for them to live

His hatred consumed him slowly,
Until he could think of nothing else

He could not forgive them - Never
For him to sleep at night they had to die

He was alone
No-one could smell it,
The bastard's rancid semen on her breath

No-one could understand why he hated them,
Why he just couldn't bare for them to live

(solo - Nick)

He put an end to their lives

They suffered in pain for the hurt they had caused him
The final insult was his as he soiled their grave with his bodily fluids

Desecration by defecation, urination, ejaculation
Masturbation, a last humiliation
Little compensation for the murder of his soul

Internal Breeding
Isolated compound, away from prying eyes
The doctor treats patients using 'Psychoplasmics'

Soul-destroying Sessions - the doctor probes their minds
Forcing them, with hypnosis, to confront their dark pasts

One is different - separate
Apart from the rest, in the padlocked wooden shack
- It is the shed of death

She breeds the evil children - the spawn of hate

She breeds the evil children - the spawn of hate

They are the children of her resentment for her twisted past
She breeds them, he keeps them in the room above the birth nest

Acting out her raw emotions, unknowing she vents her anger
in the doctor's therapy sessions,
While the children seek to kill

While the children seek to kill

Her mother, her father - the freak children took their lives
Powerless to resist, they fell to unchained malice

Her daughter, (a) real human - taken to their lair of hate
The doctor can't save her - the mother has to die

(solo - Nick)

(solo - Sern)

Choked to death, she lies dead
The evil brood is gone forever
The girl is safe, free from danger, never to see the brood again

But wait, the girl's descended from the twisted mutant bloodline
Destined to be like her mother, to spawn the next generation of hate.