Sicarius (x8)

'Neath Candlehullow's Tombstones

My birthright doth await

And in the ancient shadows

I'll gain my father's faith

With all the pieces put in place

My mem'ries re-awoken

Just think of what a grand rampage we'll reap

Let's hit the road and

March!

March!

Let them be afraid!

March!

March!

And bleed the streets of Baldur's Grave!

All of your screams are such a soothing song

I'll peel your flesh until the bone

Your skin will make a lovely robe

For when I take the throne

My father will forever reign!

I'll slice and slaughter in his namе!

My knife, slits sharp, t's time to play!

Until no soul remains!

(Sicarius)

(Ira еt dolor)

Mors tua vita mea!

Mors tua vita mea!

I'll pave my path with corpses!

And sweetly dream in red

Yet even bloody torture

Doesn't feel as good as death!

Provide your introduction

To the devious Lord of Dread

And his kingdom of corruption

While I split your skin to shreds

March!

March!

Ecstasy awaits!

March!

March and let their bodies flood the gates!

Cut one down!

Two drowned

Three, their throats are thread-bound

Four, I gutted like a fish

And five just had a death wish

Six, I strung up like a doll

And seven couldn't take a fall

Eight, I said to stab again

While nine would sooner break than bend

Ten, I ripped her heart out

One-hundred screamed so very loud

Two-thirty ran into my knife

I think I ate four-sixty-five?

At thousand I stopped keeping track

'Cause counting now would just distract

Of all the countless, boundless ways

To desecrate my pray

In ecstasy's cacophony

I'll laugh at all your agony

I'll sound a sinful symphony

In pools of blood I'll bathe

In ecstasy's cacophony

I'll laugh in all your agony

I'll sound a sinful symphony

Until no soul remains