I have had enough Even in deaths chains I have begrudging strength within me Unclaimed by the abyss My lifeless respite unrefusing of the key Free at least and soaring hate shall detonate So come to pass my black hammer forged with anger Festering my enemies respected least Peverted pounding them into war pieces It's driving me mad now, it's really driving me mad now Back from death, my black hammer forged in anger Bludgeoning, I pound the living neath with my hammer Heaving hale hammers Crushed skulls upon their shoulders Of the ones we hate the most Vangaurd, we are the shoulders Who blindly swing our blades at anyone we see Heaving hate hammers We are smashing your faces and then you will learn By the swing of my hammer all you fuckers can rot In the heat like the trash that you are and for a fucked eternity Burn Burn