In the darkness in silence, the assassin arrives His target an Oldman, in the sunset of his life Among shadows and whispers, he is ready to strike The fate of the master, the end of his line
And the death stroke, there were no final words, the death stroke.
the mask of tengu took the tiger’s souls away and paid with the blood of Assassin's clan
the old man apprentice swore his life to revenge Sank in rage and despair, wore the mask of the damn The power of old-time gave him strength to fulfil The revenge of his master, but he paid the price
And the death stroke, there were no final words, the death stroke.
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