War Metal Battle Master

Violent, thing of fury
Evil wrought destruction
War cry, sounds like 1000 lions
First drops of their blood
Swore an oath upon it
Kill them all, or kill our selves
I grab the first one
Stick a blade in his neck
I grab the one to his right
And remove his head
Impaling all we see
With sword and spear
Fists soaked in human blood
The smell of gore attract the Keres
WAR!
METAL!
Amidst the slaughter
The Keres start to swarm
Skin stained with blood of men
Fanged, taloned whores
As the drag the fallen
Vulture over those who've died
Dragging souls to Hades
Drinking blood till satisfied
"Let us win this glory
Or yield to these clawing beasts!"