A brooch upon his ample chest
Bedecked in simple splendour
Glistening fear upon his brow
His mouth as dry as bone
Sharpened sword his father bore
Strapped to his side so proud
Virgin blood enters the fray
onward to fatal embrace
And with a sound like the heavens bursting asunder
Shield upon shield
Blade upon blade
Flash of spear
Lifeblood flowing
And in the midst of it all
Pungent stench of fear
With veins afire
I will kill
With veins afire
I will maim
With veins afire
I exalt in the letting of blood
With veins afire
I revel in the crimson spray