Body of flesh and cold steel
Smelt to one in a forge of death
Spitting fire with each breath
Infernal rush, unholy blood-lust
Synapses cracking in the brain
Crystal clear mind, annihilator of human kind
Beyond control, guided by instincts
Sensory overload, acting on impulse
Infernal rush, unholy blood-lust
Synapses cracking in the brain
Like many before me
I will go down eventually
But before the time is nigh
I will take as many as I can
Open my mind to sounds of symphony
A hollow choir of artillery
The rush of battle, the combat high
Infernal rush, unholy blood-lust
Synapses cracking in the brain