Blade of Katana - Katana

Ripe is the hour

We’ve come out of foul constellations

Suffered the illness

Worn by apathy, torn by frustration

Come out, come out, wherever you are

The bell of redemption is tolling

If you want to live, steer clear of our path

The slow-mover's head will be rolling

Watch out, you purblind

Woe to you keepers

We’ll cry out

Samurai, the shadow’s revived

As daylight retires, we prepare to ignite

At sundown, you will see no fear in our eyes

The blade of katana strikes, tonight

So, swains of conformity

Disciples of expired authorities

Pray that we’ll never meet

From london to tokyo, armed to the teeth

Watch out for the iron sign

Woe to you lackeys

We’ll cry out

Samurai, the shadow’s revived

As daylight retires, we prepare to ignite

At showdown, you will see your death in our eyes

The blade of katana strikes, tonight

Samurai, the shadow’s revived

As daylight retires, we prepare to ignite

At sundown, you will fear the death in our eyes

The blade of katana strikes

Samurai, the demon’s alive

The blade of katana strikes, tonight