I, stood silent for a hundred years I've seen the wrath of the rising sun The lives they took can't be forgotten Those who lived must pay me with their soul
I, bear the pain of a thousand deaths I've heard the cries of the little ones The blood that spilled on holy ground Will baptize the sword of the chosen one
If I could only speak if only I can be heard The ground will shake, the sky will roar The earth will crumble from the storm I, the one who sees I am the hangman's tree
