Hell Horde

Acres abound, 

The hammer’s at hand,

Who has the war-horn?

Who has the plan?

Where is the foe to

Receive our pain?

The vast, shaggy, masses

Born to be slain?

Were we woken too

Early, afore Destiny’s 

War?

Or woken too late for 

Gold, glory and gore?

Answer my questions 

With that mouth of

Yours, 

Or I’ll carve you another 

Where there 

Was none before!

We are the Hell Horde

And you called us forth.

Now pay up your ransom 

Else your earth we will scorch!

Rape babies and women 

Then put all to the torch!

Not even your memory 

Is proof against flame, 

We’ll even burn Time 

To erase your stupidity 

And bury your shame!