Feel the sword violently rip your head
Each neckbone cracking under wrathblade
a deep neigh in the burdensome mist
the preludium of the bladesymphony

no eyes...but I see
no ears...but I hear
no blood...but I live
no mind...but I feel

guided be my fate by the eaque sword
again I shall kill, I behead with true rage
headless bodies walk, then on their knees...they fall
I rule this land of fear with eaque sword
I ride, night's veil hiding tears of a diving sun
I obey the owner of my head
till the day it becomes mine as before

embodiment of a bloodjustice, reign of terror
sleepy hollow has become a hatred haven
where dwellers are hidden as vulgar rats
awaken in my death handled by mistres of fury
guided be my hate by the eaque sword

Feel the sword violently rip your head
Each neckbone cracking under the wrathblade
a deep neigh and a sarcastic laughter
the postludium of the bladesymphony
again I shall kill, I behead with true rage
headless bodies walk, the on their knees..they fall
I rule this land of fear with eaque sword
I ride, night's veil hiding tears of a diving sun
I obey the owner of my head
till the day it becomes mine as before

bell of trial echoes
The call of retribution
She whispers to my skull
and I behead the chosen one with eaque sword

embodiment of a bloodjustice, reign of terror
sleepy hollow has become a hatred haven

...with eaque sword