---

"Oh yes, there will be blood."

Summon the fallen warrior

Temptation to kill from within

Royalty you are no more

My slave until your demise

Initiate the ritual

Let the ravens witness your death

Blood eagle now awaits to be carved on your back

Bring the box of torture

Instruments of pain and fear

Cursed to hell

Cursed to hell

Cursed to hell

Imminent death

Cursed to hell

Cursed to hell

Cursed to hell

Imminent death

You were destined to be noble

But the sacrifice must be done

I fasten you to the poles

You know not what fate holds

Excruciating agony

For you are the sacrifice

I cut open the back

All the way down to the loins

As I hear you scream

Axe separates ribs from the spine

I cut open the back

All the way down to the loins

As I hear you scream

Axe separates ribs from the spine

I cut open the back

All the way down to the loins

As I hear you scream

Axe separates ribs from the spine

I cut open the back

All the way down to the loins

As I hear you scream

Axe separates ribs from the spine

Let organs be exposed

The blood eagle now carved

I pull out the lungs from the gaping hole

Lay them to rest on your own shoulders

Grandiose this torture, a ritual

You'll die from pure shock and terror