Hammers of tempered steel

Swinging in the foundries

Sacred implements of my war

Amassing

Mines glowing deep within

Burning bright through night and day

With the molten distillate

Of my vast and unbound rage

Hollow traitors

Unworthy of mercy

Enemies leveled by

The wheels of the war machine

Setting fire to the temples of ignorance

Laying waste to the kingdom of oblivion

Gnashing swords

Straight and unyielding

Enemies leveled by

The wheels of the war machine

I will not be bound and dragged

By your laws or lawman's grasp

I еvade the dogs and chains

And scorch all earth in my path

I rulе a kingdom of myself

Outside the reach of man

And cast down every traitor

From the highest mountain

Straight edge holy war

I remain unbound