We had left a life of merciless d**h for something we had glimpsed in dreams.
A place we could sleep unarmed and fear could be left to the past.
We drank away our memories. f**ed and kissed goodbye our scorn.
In secrecy and ritual we smashed our swords and buried our names.
But those whom we'd left behind needed only to see a face.
So they brought this steel upon us. So we let d**h into our hearts and slew our foes where they stood
and left all their corpses in that place _____s more _____ftures, hate sheathed to the waist and d**h
in our hearts where it has always belonged.
Amidst blood forever. I knew the sword was hatred and most fierce vengeance is all.