Taker Of Heads

Waylander

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    As i cut you down and claim,
    Your empty vessel as my prize,
    In ignorance, the question
    Are my actions just or wise?

    Propaganda, force - fed,
    Feel the need to feed the greed
    Parasites upon our planet,
    Frenzied as they feed,

    Black hearts, sickening smile, stylised
    Gods, utterly vile,
    Shadow seekers, lords of deceit,
    Currency their arsenal
    Wolves dressed as sheep.

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    Spinning poisoned webs, alluring false comfort
    (the) people blinded by the facts they cannot see
    Ignorance, no longer, stays the execution
    Before i take your head, you will kneel to me.

    Takers of heads, decapitating sneer
    Takers of heads, emanating total fear
    Takers of heads, conquering the soul
    Takers of heads, insatiable desire.

    Your head, my trophy
    Hanging high above my door
    Skulls of enemy fallen
    Strewn across the floor
    Ever ready, ever willing
    To heed the material call
    March to the contest willing,
    Another dance of death.

    Ghastly ghoulish visions
    A sea of severed heads
    Bright blood dripping darkly
    Pooled upon the crimson sod.

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    Composición: Waylander y Ard Chieftain O\'Hagen

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