Armour forged from the iron Blades beaten into shape Between the hammer and the anvil Empty the armory Take everything that makes them bleed Ways of death has no boundaries
Fear kills the instinct Numbs the compulsion Programming that condones a murder Cruelty either runs In the blood or is acquired skill Either way repeat creates perfection
Command Forward Command Scorch the earth
Trial by fire Prove your worth Scorch the earth Trial by fire Prove your worth Scorch the earth
Dry blood like a rust on an iron Stains the shields, tarnish the arms Paint with red, decorate with death Adorn the field with terror
Trial by fire Prove your worth Scorch the earth Trial by fire Prove your worth Scorch the earth
