Blood's running out, because I've lost my hands They didn't want to kill me, they didn't cut my head The pain is my reason for fight against the thieves Of our lands, of our peace and I want to see you die ♪ But there are so many hands when you cut mine I've lost reason, I would not recover it We'll find your fear in our ways You'll find your death in our ways I've become fearless and you're just dishonored ♪ Your soul will be trapped for the serpent's tongue Your soul will be trapped for the serpent's tongue Your soul will be trapped for the serpent's tongue Your soul will be trapped for the serpent's tongue But there are so many hands when you cut mine They didn't want to kill me, they didn't cut my head The pain is my reason for fight against the thieves Of our lands, of our peace and I want to see you die Give me the knife, give me the knife Give me the knife, give me the knife Give me the knife, give me the knife Give me the knife, give me the knife Your soul will be trapped for the serpent's tongue Your soul will be trapped for the serpent's tongue Your soul will be trapped for the serpent's tongue Your soul will be trapped for the serpent's tongue