No one left
Left alive
Time to gather the prize
Kill
Kill again
Quinch the thirst
Set for a new sacrifice
A life granted
In exchange for the torture of the injured minds
Their flesh is twisted burnt and cut
Endure to survive, stay alive to kill
A life granted,
Resurrect abomination on the leash of the pain
Dogs of war to line her way back home
Through the carnal desecration
Again and again
Tormentor is here!
Blood tormentor!
What you're gonna do when she knocks at you door?
Malice is coming home.
Sounds of the battle left in the ground
With the soldiers whose blood was taken away
The conflict will pause when she finds the way
Malice is coming home.