I, stood silent for a hundred years
I've seen the wrath of the rising sun
The lives they took can't be forgotten
Those who lived must pay me with their soul

I, bear the pain of a thousand deaths
I've heard the cries of the little ones
The blood that spilled on holy ground
Will baptize the sword of the chosen one

If I could only speak if only I can be heard
The ground will shake, the sky will roar
The earth will crumble from the storm
I, the one who sees I am the hangman's tree