Impaler Lyrics

Oh yes children
If you only knew what lies ahead of you

Vladimir rules in his legacy of pain
Cruelty reeks from his demented reign
Descendant in hate of the great Ghenghis Khan
Son of the devil whose wrath shall be done

Torture the peasants, in poverty die
The servants are gutted, in flames they shall fry
Heads of the nobles are cut off in glee
And fed to the crabs, the monarch shall eat

The forest of corpses on wooden stakes of death
The tyrant dines within their midst with blood on his breath

Beware, beware, beware the impaler
Beware, beware the impaler
Beware, beware the impaler

Kingdom be beaten by the Count of the Dead
The hats of the generals be nailed to their heads
Women and children impaled on the stakes
Our price has been rendered for some last mistake

The forest of corpses on wooden stakes of death
The tyrant dines within their midst with blood on his breath

Beware, beware, beware the impaler
Beware, beware the impaler
Beware, beware the impaler
Beware, beware the impaler
Beware, beware the impaler