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I’m lyin’ on the sand with a drink in my hand,
The sunset is flaring this paradise land.
The waves roll in, so calm and so blue,
I imagine it's a very, very big blood pool.
The seagulls cry, like dying scum,
My axe hand twitches, I’m getting some
Of a battlefield’s rage, when skulls pile high,
Vacation’s great — the blood’s my wine.

Gore on the beach, it stains my mind,
Gore in the waves, no peace to find.
I swing my axe to cries so sweet,
I cannot chill when there is someone to beat.

The palm trees sway, like vertebrae,
And in their shadows, bodies lay
I sip the amasec, for me it tastes like war,
I hear a distant laugh from the shore.
A sunburned man with crimson tan,
Looks like prey oh, here I am.
He smiles and waves, I count to ten,
And finally, some peace again

Gore on the beach, it stains my mind,
Gore in the waves, no peace to find.
I swing my axe to cries so sweet,
I cannot chill when there is someone to beat.

I tried to meditate, let the calm take hold,
But every thought turns iron and cold.
The sand’s like ash from worlds I’ve burned,
The smell of dread, it must be earned.
Khorne whispers low in the ocean’s hum,
“Bathe in blood” it sounds like fun.
I’ll dance with axe tight in my grip,
This bloody break’s a one-way trip.

Gore on the beach, it stains my mind,
Gore in the waves, no peace to find.
I swing my axe to cries so sweet,
I cannot chill when there is someone to beat.

Gore on the beach, it stains my mind,
Gore in the waves, no peace to find.
I swing my axe to cries so sweet,
I cannot chill when there is someone to beat.