 He who walks the fire breathes
Unlike the rest
Living by the bloody creed
Kirisute Gomen
Air of battle tasting stale
Reeks of deceit
Send the bitter straight to Hell
Kirisute Gomen
In their wretched guts all they want is to feed
Unending, covetous hunger known as greed
As the last legion makes its way to the skies
I can see it in their eyes
They've already died
Inside, but as for the outside
I'll take thir fucking heads
Quake has bred with the storm
Conceiving war
Wicked stampeding hordes
Kirisute Gomen
In their wretched guts all they want is to feed
Unending, covetous hunger known as greed
As the last legion makes its way to the skies
I can see it in their eyes
They've already died
Inside, but as for the outside
I'll take thir fucking heads
I will never be what they want me to
I live by my own path in life no turning
Back now
I won't be held down forced into a shallow grave built upon their empty ways
There's no turning back
There's Hell to pay, such disarray
A bloodied mess, flesh masquerade
With all the blood making a flood
You made your path by crossing us
He who spits the fire seethes
All he detests
Decapitating, bloody creed
Kirisute Gomen
In their wretched guts all they want is to feed
Unending, covetous hunger known as greed
As the last legion makes its way to the skies
I can see it in their eyes
They've already died
Inside, but as for the outside
I'll take thir fucking heads
I can see it in their eyes
They've already died
Inside, but as for the outside
I'll take thir fucking heads
I will never be what they want me to
I live by my own path in life no turning
Back now
I won't be held down forced into a shallow grave built upon their empty ways
no turning
I will never be what they want me to
I live by my own path in life
There's no turning back
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