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