Unsheath the sword and let the blood flow

For glory and for God he shouted
As he roared into battle
So his hunger for death could be sated
Weilding and slashing, hacking with his sword
From his strong fast horse he was determined to conquer
Laying waste to the enemy
Blind to everything
Blood lust was his passion
And it was driving him
Shouting as he bore down on men behind shields
No mercy or compassion did he feel
The clang of metal on metal
The sounds of screams and pain
The whole battlefield now red with bloodstains
Corpses piling high as the battle raged on
He sang out his hearty battle song
Baring his teeth as he chased frightened foe down
End of the battle now he assessed all around
A sea of massacred human beings
Sprawled out before him
Representing either side
He cared not one jot
It was all about glory for him
As he stood on the battlefield
King of kings
While standing in the puddles of his murdered kin.
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