Brand new berserker

 

My armour has no trace of rust

my sword brings dust to dust

An eagle on my shield

I live for the battlefield

Thirsty for my enemies' blood

to see them buried under the mud

A pale rider in ironclad

wandering warrior, nomad

Singing a battle hymn

I come, a reaper grim

Stay and fight, don't try to run

you cannot hide under the sun

My flag of war proudly waves

the war begins, dig your graves

Vultures come to the dinner, I have prepared

food is plenty not a body shall be spared

I am Ares' dear co-worker

an insane knight, a brand new berserker