Uploaded October 2023 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago

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It's been a whiiiiile

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Lyrics:

“You were born to be a killer,”
Says the giant in my blood
“The blade is your salvation,
Leavin’ bodies in the mud.”

“There ain’t need for no redemption.
Sheddin’ tears is for the small.
Let the little ones scream and shout
And beg for mercy as they fall.”

What do you do
When they look at you
Paralyzed by the fire in your eyes?
What do I do
When I was born to be a killer?

“You were born to be a killer”
Says the vilest of my kin
“Mercy ain’t our language
We wage war, and fight to win”

“It’s the duty of a Herdsman
To kill or die in shame
Never choose to spare one
We could use to feed our flames”

(Repeat Chorus)

Hard man with a heart that’s harder
A herdsman don’t need no honor
A man’s only as good as his armor
Don’t drop your sword
In battle we find our freedom
No emotions, we don’t need ‘em
The weak live to meet our steel
And feed our rage

I was born to be a killer
So a killer I shall be
I will stand between the lion
And the fawn that it would eat
I’m reborn as a protector
Of the little and the weak
In my love my strength is tempered
On the wicked my blade will feed


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Art by Tomasz Chistowski (@chistowskiart)