Let my Soul be a Silent Sword
 Conceived in the Fire of War
 I [bad word] Bane of the Wicked World
 And I prayed on the killing sworn
 When I Carve my Name across this place it is
 [bad word] to Violent Pain and by Your Ways

 And Every Breath like a Threat for Tomorrow’s embrace…
 And the Battle is my Way
 I will go this path Alone
 I will Take unto my Prey
 This I Know

 ALL OTHERS WILL FALL

 Let my Will be a Violent Path
 To Tear Apart what’s left
 All Will Falls down around my feet when I speak with a Word of Wrath
 When I Carve my Name across this place it is
 [bad word] to Violent Pain and by Your Ways

 And Every Breath like a Threat for Tomorrow’s embrace…
 And the Battle is my Way
 I will go this path Alone
 I will Take unto my Prey
 This I Know
 I will not release the Pain
 My Suffering will show
 In the Fight I find my Name 
 This I Know

 THE WEIGHT OF MY CALL
 ONE NAME ABOVE ALL
 ALL OTHERS WILL FALL

 And the Battle is my Way
 I will go this path Alone
 I will Take unto my Prey
 This I Know
 I will not release the Pain
 My Suffering will show
 In the Fight I find my Name 
 This I Know

 THE WEIGHT OF MY CALL
 ONE NAME ABOVE ALL
 ALL OTHERS WILL FALL