Black Dahlia Murder - Warborn - табы GTP и PTB

Amidst a swirling din of smoke and screaming on the battlefield born reared on the teat of my dear mother war hardened to stone through abuse mocked beaten and scorned a bayonet severed umbilical cord the wind sings it's sad lullaby through a blackened and hallowed ribcage i'm to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave this realm of inhuman carnage where the blood eternally rains to my brothers who've fallen before me i will walk with you again this my demented playground the horizon is howling ablaze a skeletal village illuminates the sky as fire consumes their grains with glee i rape and torture my pleasure is inflicting pain with a vigor unholy i'll fight to my doom 'till i've vanquished the christian god's ways it must be such a different world to which those on the outside exist at least i know who loves me here no delusions all weakness dismissed an era of inhuman tragedy to be ushered by my iron hand the ovens bellowed to crematory highs to dispose of god fearing man