[Originally recorded by Bride]



I'm standing on the sword of the Dragon

He can't pull it from beneath my feet

Down in the darkened cavern

In the field of blood I'll watch him bleed



Watching the smoke rise from the wounded hero

Standing dazed in the acid rain

A bitter taste in the air

I hear the danger of the tightening chains



Heroes, heroes, heroes are not here to stay

They will all fade away

Except the one who raised



I crawled through the ruins of old

Beneath its rubble lies a city of gold

His hands are chapped and bleeding cold

Returning all the riches that had been stolen



The people stand in the street and stare

The hangman releases his chilling cry

The heavens split to see the earth

The serpent is wrenching his silence sigh