Die in Pain - Rigor Mortis

Born on a battlefield and baptized in blood

You took your first steps in the red reeking mud

Killed your first man at the age of thirteen

Life’s lessons taught you to be cruel and mean

All your prayers are said in vain

You live by the blade, die by the same

DIE IN PAIN!

Soldier of fortune selling your sword

Leading to battle a barbaric horde

Showing no mercy to those you attack

You kill without feeling and never look back

Vengeance and hatred was all that you knew

Stealing and killing was all you could do

Living and loving the life that you led

A life that has left you, nothing but dead