Club-foot cripple's withered stride
Disturbs the dust of barren tide
Lifetime spun from martial pride
Graft of scars on calloused hide
Weathered vet of many campaigns
Knuckles grip anew the reigns
Charger harnessed - standard raised
Sombre stroke to crown aspire
Drown fears in void of infernal styx
Warrior's doubt in terror cicatrix
Drown the sound of doom in cobalt depths
Submerge grief in the ocean of wounds
In hateful breeze the guillotine hum
Of axe descent to nape of scum
Wed to pain, to horror numb
Crimson world will soften the slum
Short cuts burn when u seek fire
Bone-deep become the demon sired
Strong through trials, torments dire
Sombre stroke to crown aspire
Drown fears in void of infernal styx
Warrior's doubt in terror cicatrix
Drown the sound of doom in cobalt depths
Submerge grief in the ocean of wounds
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