Friend of War

"Ride on through the night, Kane, alone, Like a comet that comes and destroys, And drives on.
Play the game to the end, Kane.
Maybe this time."

Black nihil, jet, like shadow, but no shadows lie.
Dark gods in two dark towers, older than time…
In the body it’s a soul ripped ‘sunder, and now the prophet arrives, to a form that I can prey on, to my design.

Once more I’ve thrown my soul - this evil I sought, in secret fanes and dark crusades I’ll fight them all.

In time what’s yours is mine. Evil, my fame, is war my friend are these my ends? I play this game.

And a scourge of steel and sword-meat flung across the land. A scourge that ends when all the cults at my command.
And I will do what I must, command and they’ll obey.
But why? I will, I can, they're mine to claim

I, carry on
Them….carrion

In timeless space I wander
From some I’ve taken more…
No meaning no escaping
I am a friend of war

I’ll shape this blade from under,
under their sign.
With light horse and untrained rabble, (I’ll send) a blood-rabid tide.
And the pawns they spend their valor, their souls are bought. These lands will be impaled on this blade I wrought.

I wrought…

Dark Crusade
Dark Crusade
Dark Crusade

Thoem! My curse is ‘til the end,
Thrown my soul cast in the pit like a spent light.
No soul colder than I am now.

In timeless space I wander
From some I’ve taken more…
No meaning no escaping
I am a friend of war

In time what’s yours is mine, this evil my fame. Is war my friend are these my ends I play this game.

I am a friend of war
I am the friend of war