Flesh Of Gods

I have turned slowly into a killer
And I declare that I just don't regret it
The blood of your gods covers my body
And feeds me insane

And when the dawn shines on the fields
the sea will be painted red,
And at night royal meat
will be my reward

From the agonic abyss I rise to Valhalla
Slashing the oppressor's divinity
Proving myself humble in front
of my own kind

And then I'll start marching again
Not as a profane murderer
But someone who has forged his own destiny

And when the dawn shines on the fields
the sea will be painted red,
And at night royal meat
will be my reward

And then I'll start marching again
Not as a profane murderer
But someone who has forged his own destiny