Fighting men with ready swords
Have gathered at the court
To decide the destiny of a killer in the land
One who takes the law in hand
Surely he must pay
For the way he lives is the way he'll die
Killed by one's own blade

A Lord alone, so alone mu kill to survive
With one trained skill is all he has
One to stay alive
He knows one day justice will lay him down to rest
The thought consoles yet terrifies
The killer of the land

As they ride out on the land
Holding swords in hand
To carry out command
Kill the outlaw man

To die, to die by the sword
The hand of the Lord
To die by the sword

To die, to die by the sword
The hand of the Lord
To die by the sword

Alone the silent victor has won the battle
Not the war
For few men ride to steal his life
Avenge the one's before
Alone in the darkness
He decides his plan of strife
Raise the sword above his head
Plunge it, takes his life

Though history books don't show
The world may never know
But the strife is in our hands
To kill people of our land

To die by the sword
The hand of the Lord
To die by the sword

To die, to die by the sword
The hand of the Lord
To die by the sword

To die, to die by the sword
The hand of the Lord
To die by the sword