Drinkin' On A Pile Of Skulls

Bones broken.. severed from a cold body
My throne den.. white walls rattle when I speak
The chosen.. I let them grovel at my feet
Alone then.. I rule this world and watch it bleed

And now I crave with greed
All your flesh and all your screams
I oppress. Pure evil.
More blood...
Drinkin' on a pile of skulls...

My mountain.. all I survey, I am the King
Blood drunken.. slaughter ships transport my sheep
Bells tolling.. the moments just before release
Behold then.. it's such a thrill to hear you weep