(or draw your blade) (shall mark this day) (you shall pay) (when sworn through swords)
My chaos-sphere It rules right here This is more than war Bow down or draw your sword
You think you mastered pain? There are no rules in this game Cast a ritual taunt Right before the blood lust hunt
I'll singe the soul As I burn all Turning flesh to soot As I kill them all Master the blade It's what you strive for The bait, the lure We're Sworn Through Swords
Give into me or draw your blade Heresy, shall mark this day Brutality, you shall pay Face your fears when sworn through swords
The more you give The more I maim You are spirit I am bane
Your truth strikes through As steel guides true It's enough for pride But not enough to survive