He who walks the fire breathes!

He who walks the fire breathes
Unlike the rest
Living by the bloody creed
Kirisute gomen
Air of battle tasting stale
Reeks of deceit
Send the bitter straight to [bad word] 
Kirisute gomen

In their wretched guts all they want is to feed
Unending, covetous hunger known as greed
As the last legion makes it's way to the skies

I can see in their eyes
They've already died
Inside, but as for the outside
I'll take their [bad word] heads

Quake has bred with the storm
Conceiving war
Wicked stampeding hordes
Kirisute gomen

In their wretched guts all they want is to feed
Unending, covetous hunger known as greed
As the last legion makes it's way to the skies

I can see in their eyes
They've already died
Inside, but as for the outside
I'll take their [bad word] heads [x2]

 [bad word] ]
I will never be what they
Want me to
I live by my own path in life
No turning
Back now, I won't be held down
Forced into a shallow grave built upon their empty ways
There's no turning back

There's [bad word] to pay, such disarray
bloodied mess, flesh masquerade
With all the blood making a flood
You made your path by crossing us

He who spits the fire seethes
All he detests
Decapitating, bloody creed
Kirisute gomen

In their wretched guts all they want is to feed
Unending, covetous hunger known as greed
As the last legion makes it's way to the skies

I can see in their eyes
They've already died
Inside, but as for the outside
I'll take their [bad word] heads [x2]

 [bad word] 

I will never be what they
Want me to
I live by my own path in life
There's no turning back