The Skullcrusher

When I appear hide what you hold dear
For I am terror and I'm real
I bring the pain, I act totally insane
You can't escape, your efforts are in vain
I burn your village down, my methods are unsound
And after my departure no trace is to be found

I am the skullcrusher
The symbol of putrefaction
A hired assassin who baths in blood
No pity while I cut your throat

I act without mercy, my eyes they like to see
A wasteland of rotten corpses where life used to be
The poor suffer the most, I'm feared so vast
In this wicked and sick game I am the host
My identity is unclear, no names ever appeared
I end lifes y crushing skulls and shed no tear

Epilogue: what you create with your hands dirtwet
I will destroy and laugh unpunished...