Swordmaster - 3 Inches Of Blood

Born with shining steel in hand, fighting’s all you know

Mastering the blade, to kill those who betray

With skill and deadly grace, severed heads erase

A wrong that has been done, only death can overcome

Master of the blade, wielder of the steel

With iron fury, killer fire and speed

With his mighty sword he reaps his vengeance

Coming from the depths to right a wrong

From the depths of Hell

To deal his wrath

Swordmaster, bounty hunter for the damned

Stand and Fight — Kill or Die

His blade is gleaming and from it blood is streaming

None shall survive beyond the light of dawn

None shall survive beyond morning light

Vengeance served with cold delight, bodies split in two

Bone and sinew spray for debts that come to be repaid

Bloodlust in your mind, the painful truth is what they’ll find

The course is at an end, to Hell is where he sends you

Swordmaster, bounty hunter for the damned

Stand and Fight — Kill or Die

The master moves on, keeping the balance of the world

Crusher of souls and ruler of Hell