Letra de The Ronin

Crushed petals in the frozen mud A blade thirsty for the master's blood No name no face a ghost in the rain A soul forged in the furnace of pain Years of silence years of scorn In the filth of the streets the hate is born The steel is cold but the heart is fire Burning higher than the funeral pyre The world sees a beggar a broken man But the end of the line is the palm of my hand Rise from the ashes of pride Gods of the mountain my guide Honor is found in the blade The debt of the fallen is paid A silent cry from a master's soul The path of the ronin the only goal Forty-seven hearts a single beat Destiny moving beneath our feet White snow falling on a winter night The edge of the sword is the only light Rise from the ashes of pride Gods of the mountain my guide Honor is found in the blade The debt of the fallen is paid Is it evil to kill for the right Or a spark in the void of the night A ronin's reflection a final connection The circle is done the battle is won Rise from the ashes of pride Gods of the mountain my guide Honor is found in the blade The debt of the fallen is paid The snow is white The debt is paid