Hammers of tempered steel
Swinging in the foundries
Sacred implements of my war
Amassing
Mines glowing deep within
Burning bright through night and day
With the molten distillate
Of my vast and unbound rage
Hollow traitors
Unworthy of mercy
Enemies leveled by
The wheels of the war machine
Setting fire to the temples of ignorance
Laying waste to the kingdom of oblivion
Gnashing swords
Straight and unyielding
Enemies leveled by
The wheels of the war machine
I will not be bound and dragged
By your laws or lawman's grasp
I evade the dogs and chains
And scorch all earth in my path
I rule a kingdom of myself
Outside the reach of man
And cast down every traitor
From the highest mountain
Straight edge holy war
I remain unbound