Battle Sluts

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Winds gust across the plains Battle cats and wolves remain In their battle formations We'll bring them hell They pace back and forth They blow the ancient Horns of obliteration A thousand blades unsheathed Behold, the battle upon arctic plains We traversed north for countless days We fight with fire blades Swing wild, let's slay Tusked beasts that shake the ground We'll slice them down After defeating waves Of their beast hordes It beams across the sky Their end is near Behold...the lights of the northern realm Behold, a battle in a frozen hell We traversed north for countless days Their bodies shatter in a burst of glory and shame The story of their death in the sky will remain

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Beyond this land, afar, lies a secret to be unnamed, a power that will wreck this land, end peace, bring misery We can't be harmed tonight Sunlight bellows fear in the belly of the beast that sleeps beyond these walls just waiting to be released we can't be harmed tonight We'll climb the cursed hollow mountain beyond the scorpion gate We'll find the wreckage of man piled upon the scales of hate We'll climb the cursed hollow mountain beyond the scorpion gate We'll slay this guardian for the power of the winds of plague Blood runs down legs of my arachnid foes' torn limbs If he bleeds I can kill him as long as I find his weakest link we can't be harmed tonight Pedipalps and a vicious mouth spread open for my head ripped of his bottom claw and stabbed him in the neck We can't be harmed tonight

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Behold, I seek the entrance to a kingdom I paid my dues now open for me I survived an age where the gods drowned Man for their own selfish needs When the water touched the sky the gods all laughed at their last surprise hysteria when the creatures of the deep ...released Within the realm of ancient shadows we will finally meet kingdom of the dark, kingdom of the dead we can hardly see the light caught between death and life we can hardly see Behold, I watched him as the water filled his lungs, life starting to seep I looked him in the eyes as his massive arms gave, clenched between the teeth Ripped in half before my eyes this strangers life prevented my eyes it delayed the beast...for me

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

You'll hear us rolling from miles away Did you think we would forget your face? With a thunderclap Smack straight in the add Look at the clouds We're coming back Oh motherfucker we're touching down This vicious shit will make the sound Of earthquakes, jaw breaks Pumping fury into the lakes Mountains crumble when we're touching down You'll feel the heat coming off the ground We're touching down They often die When Uranus fucks the sky And the sweat is pouring rain Straight from the gods Bolts of fucking power we are We born are of... We are born of thunder You feel the charge running down your thighs Feel the power glowing from my eyes With a thunderclap Smack straight in the ass Scream for the stars No turning back Oh yeah baby I'll shoot you down Grit your teeth when I start to pound Overload strikes when I hit your skin A white hot high voltage beam of sin Death by strikes of turbo electric love Oh yeah, we're touching down They often die When Uranus fucks the sky And the sweat is pouring rain Straight from the gods Bolts of fucking power we are We born are of... We are born of thunder They often die When Uranus fucks the sky And the sweat is pouring rain Straight from the gofs Bolts of fucking power we are We born are of... We are born of thunder

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

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She looked around her A village burned to the ground Scorched bodies She used to know their names These motherfuckers can't get away They took her son, her love, her face She has found the spell She has found the way She summons you to battle Revenge is her own struggle She calls, she sings, she chants away Soar like an eagle Winged panther from the north Wear the fur of the devil Blowing through the shadowed sky Your one eye of power Beams wild blue fire For your enemies last hour You raging beast from hell The last one alive She asked me of her fate Make her my whore, bludgeon Or decapitate I drag my blade across her fucking face To wander these lands alone in shame To speak the horrors of my name She summons you to battle Revenge is her own struggle She calls, she sings, she chants away Soar like an eagle Winged panther from the north Wear the fur of the devil Blowing through the shadowed sky Your one eye of power Beams wild blue fire For your enemies last hour You raging beast from hell By the innocents who have passed I will avenge my hero's death With these ancient words Oh come here beast of hell All have failed to stop us Men slaughtered and giants felled This conjured beast will surely die Soar like an eagle Winged panther from the north Wear the fur of the devil Blowing through the shadowed sky Your one eye of power Beams wild blue fire For your enemies last hour You raging beast from hell Winged panther from the north Wear the fur of the devil Blowing through the shadowed sky Your one eye of power Beams wild blue fire For your enemies last hour You raging beast from hell

A band of mercenaries Has tracked me to this perilous land Trapped between hordes of vicious men And the fabled woods that breathe Certain death is to come I must run to trees The woods that breathe I ran into the wretched forest To see how the trees Would devour a mortal and bestow Their evil on me The roots shot up from the ground Strangling my adversaries Like the veins of the earth Spidering out to feed My woodland brethren Protect your seed The woods that breathe I ran into the wretched forest To see how the trees Would devour a mortal and bestow Their evil on me

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

The smell of murder runs down your filthy thighs A martyr's not a martyr if he doesn't fucking die You can't go slow with it Your ribs will show with it Your skin will rip off leaving you exposed The bezerker in his docile mode His campaign of terror On fetal souls ungrown The seed of mortal wives To keep for his own Slumber is the hunger for the whores he has sown In fields of wretched women who have sold him their souls You can't grow with them They're just thrown Into a pile that will rot and implode I am the harvester of woe I live beneath this tyrants throne I seek for that which he throws To have for my own The bezerker in his docile mode The bezerker in his docile mode I'll take what is thrown from his field of whores His campaign of terror On fetal souls ungrown The seed of mortal wives To keep for his own The bezerker in his docile mode

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

I'll sink my teeth into any of your spells The future opens an abyss of forgotten realms I'll take my time while you waste your life Enemies are the spirits of everlasting hope You enter in the valley To hide your shame To find the fabled prophets Dismembered on the plains Your quest for valour haunts you in your golden dreams The chariots drawn by hollow steeds The last light you saw was the darkness in my words The agents of hypocrisy preparing for their war Banshees that yell Harpies that tell Battle cries of angels that only stories will You enter in the valley To hide your shame To find the fabled prophets Dismembered on the plains Your quest for valour haunts you in your golden dreams The chariots drawn by hollow steeds The future opens an abyss of forgotten realms The agents of hypocrisy preparing for their war Preparing for war You enter in the valley To hide your shame To find the fabled prophets Dismembered on the plains Your quest for valour haunts you in your golden dreams The chariots drawn by hollow steeds Your quest for valour haunts you Your quest for glory taunts you Your quest for valour haunts you in your golden dreams

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Do you hear it, creaks of the oars? Do you fear them, rowing in the skies? Undead warriors that are blessed to fight for eternal spoils of terror and war How do you kill a spectre with a sword? They come to rage They fight with blades Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same They soar the night in haunted skies In their ship of doom The geishmal undead Cursed are the streets That run red with the blood of children And the guts of war The geishmal undead They come to rage They fight with blades Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same They soar the night in haunted skies In their ship of doom The geishmal undead They come to rage They fight with blades Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same They soar the night in haunted skies Their ship of doom The geishmal undead No spoils were taken For their own Pleasure is in the cold-blooded Slip between flesh and bone They come to rage They fight with blades Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same They soar the night in haunted skies In their ship of doom The geishmal undead They come to rage They fight with blades Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same They soar the night in haunted skies Their ship of doom The geishmal undead

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

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