[Guitar solo]
Born to slaughter.
[VERSE]
Skulls for the skull throne slaughter in The name of Khorne, I see red now feels my blade stuck in your head, slash, tear flesh asunder drink the blood of our prey, kill, main and dismember!
[CHORUS ×3]
Skulls for the skull throne, blood for the blood god!
[VERSE]
Born to slaughter,
War is the playground of genocide slaughter, smash the infants crown make sure the cowards bow down, slice their throats waste not the blood drink in their dread!
[CHORUS ×3]
Skulls for the skull throne, blood for the blood god!
[BRIDGE]
Behold the lakes of blood as we drain their hope, slaughter to anguish, anguish our delight!
God of murder, slaughter and genocide, implores no remorse for fallen weak! In brimless despair the weak seek the sadled corpse god longing in definitive deceit!
Pour your skulls of blood upon the slaughter alter, drain them of every drip to suckle in their despair! Murderous retribution to the followers of false CORPSE gods!
Drenched in despair we raise to the sound of murder and genocide scent on air!
[CHORUS ×3]
Skulls for the skull throne, blood for the blood god!
[VERSE]
Born to slaughter, We drench our swords upon their throats and send bolter shell smashing brains from head!
Drenched in gore of imperium fallen whore , we take skulls for the skull throne, blood for the blood god!