Kill at Command (Live)

They came to the land to kill on command

They ride through the dark of the night

Metal warrior stands over victims whose hands

Grab for their last chance of life

Bright shields sharp swords

March forward for their Lord

Set the bow rulers come

Meet your maker

Battle cries silent screams

Submerge the devil in evil dreams

Feel the blade rulers come

Meet your maker

I live for the kill I do it at will

Let the weak ride back to the lair

Now they will kneel to leather and steel

Gasp for the last breath of air

Blood runs heads roll

Enemy fear take the soul

Set the bow rulers come

Meet your maker

Lash out strike first

Blood of the dead quench my thirst

Feel the pain rulers come

Meet your maker

A gilded warrior wonders why

His fear becomes new life on high

Looking down the dead won't tell

Why his soul existence lives on in hell

Long live the spirit

In a life that knows no end

Many pass before him

Many in the wind