I was born in the heat of battle With a weapon in my cradle I first spilled blood at the age of seven I killed my first enemy then at eleven Riding on the tides of war into a dark millenium High the axe that I have won from the hands of Attila Bloodstained I have always been, but no remorse I've known In conflict after conflict I piled skull upon skull The fools that stood against me all paid the price in blood And a heavy toll I've ever taken From the fires of the past rises the warlord Through the blood and destruction comes the warlord Upon the wings of hate and terror rides the warlord I know not of mercy and sorrow, so all fear the warlord Set alight unnumbered cities, pillaged countless homes Raped mothers and daughters alike before each other's eyes I have slain many a weak hearted King and ended their short lived reigns The hammer of fate and the anvil of War have forged me to a master of battle From the fires of the past rises the warlord Through the blood and destruction comes the warlord Upon the wings of hate and terror rides the warlord I know not of mercy and sorrow, so all fear the warlord Immortal years of violence, hate will never die In my wake are left legions of the dead Oh, how all these victims died For no one ever survived My trail of corpses is far too long for any man to see In the middle of a bloodbath, that is where I want to be I am the warlord – I am the hate I am the butcher – cruel son of fate I slaughtered millions – I claimed my right I am the warlord – the immortal might Power and glory, bloodlust and rage Dominion and hatred, thunder and storm From the primeval forces of the earth I have been I am the warlord and I have no equal!!! (She spoke to me again Called me into her realm So I shall ascend the stairs of fate And pass the gate of the slain...)