Fist of Legend

Pale riders thirsting for blood
As midnights grasp unclenches the dawn
Warlords, seething with wrath,
In league with the tyrant son of Tse-Tung
Thunder cracks from the land of the gods
Envelops the earth, brings mountain to dust
The backlash tears through the flesh
Grave keepers sword, hell bringers thrust
All hate the ammunition
Pure vengeance burning through the heart
A nation rumbles
Provoke thine scorn
Fist of a legends fury
A king is born
Accept your lords damnation
Else we shall rip your soul apart
Black cloud fills the infinite sky
A storm of the ages blisters the land
By order all shall decease whom stand in defiance
New order of man
Flood waters fill the expanse
Corpses, abounding, face down in the drift
The punishment has begun
Exact this revenge, the axis shall shift
All hate the ammunition
Pure vengeance burning through the heart
A nation rumbles
Provoke thine scorn
Fist of a legends fury
A king is born
Accept your lords damnation
Else we shall rip your soul apart
Send the cavalry to break their front lines down
Disband their infantry, leave none to utter a sound
Knights of Sodoms' wretch, bound by blood and scorn
Bear your unborn fate, thy enemy will mourn
Severed heads shall bleed reprieval of the land
Their aristocracy adjourned by mine own hand
Knights of Sodoms' wretch, bound by blood and scorn
Bear your unborn fate, a hell thought only lore
Domination
Totality
An heir to nations
A king of kings
His burning fury
Avenged at last
Through perserverance
Atoned in ash
Blood born, war torn
Blood born, war torn