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