Shivery guests were trying to speak
In a banquet among the trees
Blood already bubbled into their mouths
Slowly watering the ground
Blood!
And the prince dipped the bread in the sauce
With a thousand people turning to corpse
This way he killed the pride of his foes
Creating forests from all their warriors
In the moment that he slept in his tomb
Some people made of him a hero
And they say that the warlord never died
That now he's a son of the night
Thousands fell
From their hideout
Taste my justice
Sinners
Execution was their fate
Buried traitors burn in hell
Every time he heard the men crying
He knew that was what they deserved
Blood!
And the prince dipped the bread in the sauce
With a thousand people turning to corpse
This way he killed the pride of his foes
Creating forests from all their warriors
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