Crimson Mask

Salivating is the taste of war
By nightfall the dragons fly
Conjured warrior burning land
Supreme demon am I

Serenade with shrieks of bloodshed
Flow through my veins alive
To dine in Hell the only choice
Voice of reason paralyzed

Killing the enemy satiating
Instinct to dominance
Like a predator to flock of prey
The bastard to be slain

Cold moon awaking the beast
Gather the dragon scale
Cryptid beings await my wrath
Unworthy of my mercy

Savage army holding ground
Protecting the golden gate
Pain's stench in the air
Slaughter impending their fate

You sacrificial lamb
Vultures kettle toward carrion
Succumb to the sword
In the shroud you decease

Fear not your death
Ripping through the flesh
Bones crumble like ruin
To dine in Hell and rest

The soil fertile with flesh
Sunken tomb beneath your home
Severed for sinful craving
Sinking to the core

Tears of blood from my brow
Lacerated by the blade
Forged in raging fire
Taste the steel
Bear my chrome

Vile lust for violence
In front of me none will survive

Kingdoms vanquished
Condemned trail to everlast
Fate sealed by blood
Taste of enemies slain

Wounded but bonded
Of conquest supreme

The crimson mask cascading
The sign that I've arrived