Bathory Equimanthorn

Grant me the powers of thunder
And give me a sword forged in the raging Hell's fire
Lend me the eight legged black stallion
of Odin and I'll have my vengeance,
oh, I'll kill with desire
Vengeance flows like boiling poison through my twisted veins
Tonight I'll blood shed with wrath and set the night on flames
Invincible in battle, wargods hear my deathwish cry
I'll laugh in the face of death, I into glory ride
Snarling breath upon your backs, I'm vengeance incarnate
Now it's time, the moment's comed, stand up now, face my hate