Feast on the flesh of our foe. Leave the remains as carrion for the crows. Hear them cower. Hear them groan. As we swing, and deliver the killing blow. Hear them cower. Hear them groan. With every swing we rip and tear and disembowel With any turn in every way you cant escape the demons howl. Ripping Hacking Slashing our foes. Let them fear us in their death throes.