Lyrics Baptised in Fire - Abdicate

Baptised in Fire

Bleeding your king is on his knees
Conquered in defeat
All succumb to me, for tyranny
The fate he has chosen
Shall be forced upon your people
He should have chosen his words wiser
Marching on in tight rows
To the battle for your lives
This hallowed ground has been chosen
For this fight
By the ancient codes of war
The line has been drawn in the sand
Many men shall perish on this day
Beasts of men, with strength of gods
Baptised in the fires of conflict
Death attained on the battle field
May be received as the greatest glory
Blessed by the priests of this holy land
With the love of gods in my heart
And the strength of steel in my hands
May all your men be slaughtered