A peaceful Kingdom cracks
At the foothills of the Sea
The fishermen grow weary
Of the rule of their own king
The proletariat
Is often silenced by
The greed of righteous Kings
So by our blades he will die
Oh, and by the will of Justice
I'll take your life
By the Beast of Stone's words
You'll die tonight
With this Chain of Blades
I'll bring you to your knees
By night's shade
Chain of Blades
By night's shade
Chain of Blades