1. I, BERZERKER

From the abyss of lunacy; Unholy camouflage
My armament erupts into; An ideological wrath
Dissenters put on the block
Decollated instantly
Oddity absent. Constant slaughter

The Protestors and disputants,
And the renegades of the world
Agonised and ensured immense torment
And publicly exposed

Slaughter their minds, and their worthless souls
Make their offsprings watch and illustrate their fucking fates
Fury echoes in their heretic lives
Theirs halls all stained with the crimson of his vicious reign

The skulls crushed underfoot of he who walked
Torn and splintered bones of he who dared and talked
His doctrine of slaughter
Is Exemplified in gore
A symphony of carnage
This bloodlust leaves craving for more.

In the ashes of his carnage
A brand-new world is born
A berzerker unchallenged
Ascending the blood-soaked throne

Crowned by this agony
His legacy carved in bone.

A tyrant of destruction,
Claims his own

RISE! RISE!
To the throne of decay
RISE! RISE! RISE!
To this murdering spree!
Shattering! Spinal cords! (santa claus)

Let the rivers flow crimson,

As the old world crumbles enflamed
Chaos feeds on the ashes,

While the people scream my name!
Chaos advances now, berserker ascends
Over A throne of corpses
A kingdom of despair reborn