The Dark Battlefield

Raptured with murder thirsty for blood I walk between the corpses of my enemies My shield beats back the strikes My sword crushes the heads blood covers my face. My scream reaches the sky Our horde attacked from the hills In the fog of dust and smoke, enemy strewed us with arrows few brave warriors died the axes were shining horrible Crossing with the swords the warriors without shields Had to die hopelessly the dying men were screaming around trampled by the fighting hordes it was enough for me. I was loosing my mind But i still was killing... The night came soon... I heard a horrifying sound of horns Our horsemanship will attack soon We must leave the battlefield fast Heil moor asferoon... In the name of the moon Under the heavy hooves those who were too strong for us will die...