A thousand swords will clash Warfare our habitat Weak aside, outward cast The bushido way, to strongest pa**ed We mustn't tolerate Those who shant bear the traits Calm of mind, still of blade May our cuts be swift throughout our days Perfection in suicide Morbid rites of the samurai Absolutely for this war we are primed We die with our pride Bathed fed and dressed in white Ceremony self-sacrifice The blade it sweeps from left to right Summoning bowels so pink and bright Unflinching stare transfixed Honor in d**h, achieved bliss A second severs the head now swinging from a shred of flesh A draining pendulum The neck it dangles from Sprays forth dishonored blood May d**h it cleanse all I have done Seppuku ancient rite Permission (to) take my life A sanctioned end of strife Spirit relieved in d**h redeemed Perfection in suicide Morbid rites of the samurai Absolutely for this war we are primed We die with our pride Bathed fed and dressed in white Ceremony self-sacrifice The blade it sweeps from left to right Summoning bowels so pink and bright Unflinching stare transfixed Honor in d**h, achieved bliss A second severs the head now swinging from a shred of flesh Penalty your mere mortality In an attempt to reclaim thine lost glory Our lips our sealed by the long-edged blades we wield To disobey would be a sin Bathed fed and dressed in white Ceremony self-sacrifice The blade it sweeps from left to right Summoning bowels so pink and bright Unflinching stare transfixed Honor in d**h, achieved bliss A second severs the head now swinging from a shred of flesh