So a new day dawns The masses call me a hellspawn Of this name I've grown quite fond How they say that I brought into this world all wrong Yet it matters not for, blood-stained armor I've even killed unarmed farmers Why not? Their brothers would I have fought The more I kill The more I have free will To stop the evil this forsaken land With my my axe firmly in hand I will travel through desert sands Of the Countess' head I demand1 Then and only then will I return to hell Where my moment of grace fell