Unkindness - At the Anvil

Nihilist no moral can persuade
misanthrope living by the blade
my passions die, my ethics fade
I have my weapons and my trade

Landless royalty
an heir to ruin and waste
I have no loyalties
a soldier of betrayal and hate

ᛁᛟᚢ ᚺᚨᚢᛖ ᚨᛏ ᚦᛖ ᚨᚾᚢᛁᛚ ᚾᛟᛏ ᛚᛁᛁᛜ ᛞᛟᚹᚾ ᛁᛟᚢ ᚺᚨᚢᛖ

At the anvil
forging a world of my own
abandoned to my craft
heroic and alone

I have nothing to believe
my faith can never be restored
after all that I've achieved
for achievement is its own reward

ᚨᚾᚢᛁᛚ ᚾᛟᛏ ᛚᛁᛁᛜ

You cloak your cowardice in principle
I spit on your self-deceiving cause
you're to weak to look yourself in the eyes
I will not live a lie
for I am a

Nihilist no moral can persuade
misanthrope living by the blade
my passions die, my ethics fade
only my weapons and my trade remain