I'm an orc barbarian.
Pay no attention to the skulls I'm carryin.
Spend all damn night lookin' for a good fight.
Anybody wanna step up?
On sight I'll bury 'em.
I put the party on my back.
And that's not braggin', that's fact.
I got a great axe and I'm ready to attack,
I never lay back, no time to relax.
Look, everybody always wanna come for me.
Until they understand that they can't run from me.
As you can see it's fun for me.
Cause there ain't nothing you can do that ain't already been done to me.
Man I'm hungry, fiendin' for a feast.
Gotta satiate the belly of the beast.
Better go call your priest and let him to know that the monster is off of his leash.

Everybody wanna talk about rank.
Or how much gold they can put in the bank.
'Til the real shit pops off, all of a sudden you got a couple enemies on your flank.
Lucky for y'all I'm a tank.
Slicin' and dicin', invitin' 'em all to be walkin' the plank.
I just wanna make sure that when the smoke clears.
That y'all understand who you need to thank.
Just lookin' for a reason.
Point-blank, it's slaughterin' season.
I'm gonna be makin' 'em bleed, I'm a demon.
I'm a legion, heathen to the region.
Indeed, I'm a stampede, I'm scary.
Monster murderin' mercenaries.
Execution extraordinarily, diligently fillin' up mortuaries.

I'm about to run up on 'em like a Tarrasque.
I would recommend you take a minute to think about what you're doin'.
If you wanna get out of here with your life.
I don't even need a warhammer to do it.
I'll cut up into your aorta with a bread knife.
What about your wife and children?
Did you even consider the burden that it puts on 'em?
You don't wanna get me started.
The water you're in is hot and largely uncharted.
'Bout to make your family broken-hearted.
Cause they gotta say goodbye to the dearly departed, and that's you.
So we'll see what it takes.
And how many bones I gotta break.
I must say, comin' after me was a major mistake.
One more head on a stake in my wake.

Rumblin' in like a roll of thunder.
It really must make you wonder.
Just how many victims that I must've put under.
I don't even think that they make a number that high.
But it's more than ten.
And when you're all dead I'll be bored again.
Movin' on to the next little village to pillage it.
And get a little bit of gold to spend.
Some say I'm an abomination.
I'm like a plague on civilization.
If it's any consolation, I can give confirmation on that observation.
It's accurate, properly on point.
Proud to say I don't disappoint.
'Bout to treat your arms and legs like they were fugitives, and break 'em out the joint.