For Glory from Niralet by Megaton Sword

Smells like gore and blood. The wind’s caressing steel.
The legions: all cut down. I put the host to flight.
See these shattered weaklings crawling off the field,
Wishing they had never faced
The gory glory that is me?

I stand my ground,
Will never surrender,
Don’t care if the darkest darkness embraces my hall.
In fact, I am the ground.
Nothing under my feet other than the lacerated bodies of my enemies.

In the rising tide of battle, atop a snowbound ridge,
In the blazing woods, or on the open field ...
In the rising tide of battle, under a starlit sky,
On a windswept plain, or on the open sea with a storm closing in:

I stand my ground,
Will never surrender,
Don’t care if the darkest darkness embraces my hall.
In fact, I am the ground.
Nothing under my feet other than the desecrated bodies of my enemies.

I quench the fire, flatten mountains,
Rip the wheel of time
Off its hinges and let it pass off as a makeshift discus.
I am the awesome, godlike hero.
I am the awesome, godlike hero.

My sword stands tall, and when you kneel, I strike, godlike.
I plunge my steel into your body; for glory!
I moan with pleasure. The spraying blood
Bringing peace to my mind. Yet I thirst for more.
I plunge my steel into your body; for glory!
My sword so tall, and when you kneel, I strike, godlike.
I plunge my steel into your body; for glory!

• Metal
• epic metal
• heavy metal
• power metal
• Winterthur