AXE

[Verse 1] A crimson tide flows where he treads, Battle cries echo, the fearless dread. In the fray, his laughter roars, An axe in hand, splitting endless wars. "PROVE YOURSELF!" the challenge stands, One by one, they fall to his hands. [Chorus] AXE STANDS ALONE, the warpath wide, "Cut and run?" No place to hide! SPINNING STEEL, the culling blow, Enemies fall; the legend grows. [Verse 2] From the Red Mist army, his glory torn, A lone berserker, reborn in scorn. He calls the weak to meet their fate, "FIGHT IF YOU CAN!" Their doom won’t wait. Blade Mail shines as the pain rebounds, A relentless force, no fear, no bounds. [Chorus] AXE STANDS ALONE, the warpath wide, "Cut and run?" No place to hide! SPINNING STEEL, the culling blow, Enemies fall; the legend grows. [Bridge] HE SPINS IN RAGE, blood paints the ground, Heroes tremble as his power resounds. "The axe grows hungry," his words decree, An endless hunger for the enemy. [Solo] [Instrumental focus—vocals silent] [Verse 3] Counter Helix sings its deadly tune, Enemies break like brittle runes. Culling Blade falls, the final say, "GOOD DAY TO FIGHT!" He carves his way. The battlefield bows to his reign, A warlord etched in eternal pain. [Chorus] AXE STANDS ALONE, the warpath wide, "Cut and run?" No place to hide! SPINNING STEEL, the culling blow, Enemies fall; the legend grows. [Outro] Red Mist fades, but his name will stay, Axe, the berserker, lives to slay. "ANOTHER FALLS!" his victory cry, Immortalized where the brave go to die. [End]