From the teeming masses
Few shall catch the eye
Of the ones who wait
Foul grimace in the sky
Ammunition of sedition
Blasphemy weaponized
Ravaged by attrition
Now it's time to die

Draw the blade across the skin
Blood gushing from within
Sacrifice the old ways
Now the pact is made
Bring the crushing bludgeon down
Cherish the cracking sound
Split the pulsing vein
Bask in bloody fame

Chosen of the rabble
Chosen for the battle
Chosen to the slaying
Destiny is waiting
Chosen for the curse
Chosen dark mirth
Chosen to the slaughter
Innocence the fodder

Through the bleeding passage
A ghost that never died
Given form and substance
Skeleton electrified
Auspicious in deliverance
Sanity circumscribed
Shed skin curling inward
Morality villainized

Draw the blade across the skin
Blood gushing from within
Sacrifice the old ways
Now the pact is made
Bring the crushing bludgeon down
Cherish the cracking sound
Split the pulsing vein
Bask in bloody fame

Chosen of the rabble
Chosen for the battle
Chosen to the slaying
Destiny is waiting
Chosen of the gods
Chosen of the lost
Chosen to the war
For the reaping of gore

The weak and unworthy
Trampled under heel
Reign of arrogance
Storm of cursed steel
Inspiration to the wretched
Try and meet the eye
Boon of gods fickle
Now it's time to die

Draw the blade across the skin
Blood gushing from within
Sacrifice the old ways
Now the pact is made
Bring the crushing bludgeon down
Cherish the cracking sound
Split the pulsing vein
Bask in bloody fame

Chosen of the rabble
Chosen for the battle
Chosen to the slaying
Destiny is waiting
Chosen for the curse
Chosen dark mirth
Chosen to the Slaughter
Innocence the fodder
Chosen of the gods
Chosen of the lost
Chosen to the war
For the reaping of gore