Lord Gore

Raise my banner drenched in blood, as

I hold my hammer high.

Smash it down, splitting your skull, as

I ravage all life across the land.

No one, shall endure my wrath.

Feasting, upon the flesh

I lack. Fetish, for the dead

I've raped, todesking supreme, harvester of hate.

Rapist of the weak, necro-ubermensch arise.

Witness massive piles of bodies, burning bright.

Hate-******,

I thrust as

I punch, So you writhe in agony,

Lord Gore, the sickness of all mankind.