disciples of discord seekers of struggle antagonistic suitors of hate spoiling for strife restless and rebellious enticing victims and game they frozen with fear awestruck by cruelty seduced by the hunters gaze intensity in my eyes firm and cold as ice is the hand that wields the scepter infatuated with violence and aggression s sweet intoxicating taste perched proudly upon the throne of carnivores and birds of prey towering high upon the skulls of opponents fallen in my wake their crunching bones and gurgling throats are the greatest accolade the highest majesty is to lock horns with he that crushes all who stand before him and brings enemies to their knees to wage unending war and ever compete cast the gauntlet at my feet and embrace your enemy