“ride on through the night, kane, alone, like a comet that comes and destroys, and drives on
Play the game to the end, kane
Maybe this time.”
Black nihil, jet, like shadow, but no shadows lie
Dark gods in two dark towers, older than time…
In the body it’s a soul ripped ‘sunder, and now the prophet arrives to a form that i can prey on, to my design
Once more i’ve thrown my soul - this evil i sought, in secret fanes and dark crusades i’ll fight them all
In time what’s yours is mine. evil, my fame. is war my friend are these my ends? i play this game
And a scourge of steel and sword-meat flung across the land. a scourge that ends when all the cults at my command
And i will do what i must, command and they’ll obey
But why? i will, i can, they're mine to claim
I, carry on
Them….carrion
In timeless space i wander
From some i’ve taken more…
No meaning no escaping
I am a friend of war
I’ll shape this blade from under
Under their sign
With light horse and untrained rabble, (i’ll send) a blood-rabid tide
And the pawns they spend their valor, their souls are bought. these lands will be impaled on this blade i wrought
I wrought…
Dark crusade x 3
Thoem! my curse is ‘til the end
Thrown my soul cast in the pit like a spent light
No soul colder than i am now
In timeless space i wander
From some i’ve taken more…
No meaning no escaping
I am a friend of war
In time what’s yours is mine, this evil my fame. is war my friend are these my ends? i play this game
I am a friend of war
I am the friend of war