Lyrics:

Adversaries will cower In the wake of his appearance Clad with remains of their friends



Bludgeoning them with power As they strain to make a defense The bringer of death descends



Skull fragment armor It's a trophy of war



Pieces of cleft craniums shield the gore



Towering clad in bone Cranial plate mail spattered With the blood and brains of the foe



Murdering dozens alone Countless skeletons shattered Rivers of fresh blood will flow



Skull fragment armor Designed by the cruel



Decimation is the only rule



Hewing through a frightened face His rotting visage gleaming Demented lust for violence and pain



Impervious to counter-strikes He mangles without feeling Only satisfied when all he sees are slain



Another head collapses His spiked club dripping brain Torrents of blood are gushing from the hole



Towering over corpses Nothing here still living He begins to scavenge, a killer with no soul



Skull fragment armor Is a trophy of war