Blood for the Blood God Blood for the Blood God Blood for the Blood God Blood for the Blood God Blood for the Blood God Blood for the Blood God Blood for the Blood God Blood for the Blood God Enough, Khorne cares not for words Empty promises that go unheard To appease our Lord and earn his favour Heads need to roll for the blood must flow The nails dig deeper and I feel the rush A surge of anger as I fall to lust The snarl of teeth as the rage takes hold Ripping flesh and shredding bone Pile the skulls to mountainous heights The galaxy trembles at the foot of our might Our brothers fell to such pitiful lies Deluded dreams of decay and pride We were made for just one thing Sons of slaughter kill everything Pile the skulls to mountainous heights The galaxy trembles at the foot of our might We are not the hounds the corpse lord hath made For there is only one patron we obey Entire worlds we offer up A tide of blood for his insatiable thirst No respite, no surrender Only endless battle for apocalyptic rapture Pile the skulls to mountainous heights The galaxy trembles at the foot of our might We are not the hounds the corpse lord hath made For there is only one patron we obey Kill, maim, burn them all Blood for the Blood God And skulls for his throne Butcher, berserker, slay them all I am wrath incarnate the eater of worlds On a sea of ichor I now stand alone For when tribute calls it must be answered Brother or foe it matters none Heads will roll for the blood must flow