Conqueror Throned

Raise the standard of bloodshed
Ascend the throne in war
Cast out infidels as victor
Thresh the wheat from straw
Exterminate their meekness
Put weakness to the sword
Purify them in the flames
Of one hundred years of war
I am uniting force
I am elitist spawn
Of the never-ending holy war
To which all great men are sworn
The few who shall rend the earth as lightning
And eclipse the heavens in our might
Grasp firm diadems
By Totalitarian right
Wield the blood stained sword of vengeance
Drench opposition in bloodshed
Their broken bodies shall form the path
On which we conqueror on ahead
Crush the underman
Utterly consume him with hate
Main, Burn, Rend, Kill
Slay, impale, Decimate
For when the world
Is again forged of brute force
There shall be no pity
There shall be no remorse
I am the victor
The conquering one
I am the redeemer
The lightning and the sun
The one man to reign
Of iron fist and will
The will to engender
The implements of our survival
The amoral urge
And barbaric call
The iconoclastic spirit
The almighty master of all
The thunder of redemption
The Lion in the path
The flames of Armageddon
And the conquerors lance