Along deserted avenues steam begins to rise
The figures primed and ready prepared for quick surprise
He's watchin' for a sign, his life is on the line
Sworn to avenge, condemn to hell
Tempt not the blade all fear the sentinel
Dogs whine in the alleys, smoke is on the wind
From deep inside it's empty shell, a Cathedral bell begins
Ringing out it's soul, a storm begins to grow
Sworn to avenge, condemn to hell
Tempt not the blade all fear the sentinel
Amidst the upturned burned-out cars, the challengers await
And in their fists clutch iron bars with which to seal his fate
Across his chest is scabbards rest, the rows of throwing knives
Whose razor points in challenged tests has finished many lives
Now facing one another, the stand-off eats at time
Then all at once a silence falls as the bell ceases it's chime
Upon this sign the challengers with shrieks and cries rush forth
The knives fly out like bullets upon their deadly course
Screams of pain and agony rent the silent air
Amidst the dying bodies blood runs everywhere
The figure stands expressionless impassive and alone
Unmoved by this victory were the seeds of death he's sown
Sworn to avenge, condemn to hell
Tempt not the blade all fear the sentinel
Sworn to avenge, condemn to hell
Tempt not the blade all fear the sentinel
Sworn to avenge, condemn to hell
Tempt not the blade all fear the sentinel
Sworn to avenge, condemn to hell
Tempt not the blade all fear the sentinel