In The Keeper's Chamber کے بول

Foul, twisted Degraded mind ensconced within degraded form Horrid, menace Inflicting pain for the sake of taking pleasure Fear, torture No rhyme or reason just a harvester of suffering Orcs, humans No creatures spared the ministrations of the keeper Once noble titan Devolving backward into depravity Lost touch with chaos Unleashed corruption, sowing idiotic creed So now face the warrior Taste the blades of retribution Instinct directive Destroy the horror in the keeper’s chamber Breaking wills finger by finger Pulling tusks with iron pincers Branding flesh with burning coals Whips and chains against once proud foes Tribes-kin hanging from the walls Tortured screams heard in the halls Imbicilic giant gloating Strike him down to quell our loathing Mutant, coward No fighter here, just a spineless aberration Echo, mirror Soul’s black reflection back at me Must face the madness Confront the nightmare, of our devolving breed Declared war on nature Became imprisoned by false mortality So now face warriors Taste the blades of retribution Instinct, directive Destroy the horror in the keeper’s chamber Kin hanging. Kin dying. Fin crying. Kin falling. The gore-stained axe tribe will take no more Kin rising. Kin fighting. kin winning. kin chanting. Gogog, leader, release you all.