Clashing Iron
Flashing lights through an oppressing dark
Trapped in a stieling heat
Sparks from a horde of menacing stacks
A screech to make ear canals bleed

Indulge in death!
Shockwaves pulsate through the hall
A whirlwind of sound to glance from the wall
Indulge in death!
Frequencies reaching higher
And from above shrieks the siren
To the sound of clashing iron

Polished steel and seen from below
Reflecting, blinding your sight
Death's mandatory, thundering glory
Executing with pondering spite

When crimson red meets strings of ore
Threefold destroyer, to you I swore