Blood is dripping from my blade,
Bodies headed to the cemetery,
Lifeblood in my hands,
Corpses ready for cremation.
Watching as the blade ends your life,
No use for saying any penance,
Time to pay for your sins,
Through the blade of my sword,
Surgical incision to your brain,
Lobotomized to end all the pain,
You have wrought on humanity,
Removing the chains through your demise.
Conqueror of souls,
Useless, pathetic, and weak,
Cutting the tumour from humanity,
Conflict sown, the bodies will be reaped.
Decimation no one left in sight,
Death becomes the answer,
Pain becomes the tool,
To inflict this cancer,
Memories vivid in my mind,
And now it is eye for eye,
To get rid of this disease,
To clean the earth of this terrible affliction.