Hammer Forged Blade - Deeds of Flesh

Born of power and steel

With the anger and will of many men

Fighting for his kind from power within

With death’s cold waiting hands

Forged long ago

Wrapped around in swirling flames

Hardened by my enemies' blood

Wealth shaped by my swinging blade

The battle-forged grip of a seafarer

Risen from the darkness of war

Dripping with my enemies blood

Glory cut by my mighty sword

And the shining iron edge’s might

My Hammer-Forged blade

Bloodthirsty and ready for battle

Striking fear over my enemy’s spear

I tear the life from their bodies

My bladework, they’ll never forget

My bladework, they’ll never forget

And death’s cold grip

Dragging them in a corpse-like way

When the battle horn sounds

With an angry sword

I beat back the enemy horde

Towards death’s cold waiting hands

My weapon and its fury, its precision

An extension of my person

Barbaric rage fuels the might

From which it’s driven

Mauling all before its path

Weary of their vanishing lives

My iron hacks through the air

Chopping with my hammer-forged blade

Ending their lives

Their heads roll at my side

I tear the life from their bodies

With an angry sword

Driven into oblivion

None survive

Forged long ago

Wrapped around in swirling flames

Hardened by my enemies' blood

Wealth shaped by my swinging blade

The battle-forged grip of a seafarer

Risen from the darkness of war

Dripping with my enemies blood

Glory cut by my mighty sword

And the shining iron edge’s might