Dark..
Quiet..
Quiet..
The wind blows cold ..
Shake the banyan fir tree
Sshhh .. sshhh ...
Faint-sounding .. sound dim
Footsteps pounding
Sneak in the dark
Hidden stabbing delicately
Cceesshhh ... AAAaaaakkhh ..
Stab the blade behind the back ..
Screaming sick life was lost ..
Huuaaa .. haa .. haaa .. haaaa ....
Cruel laughter, breaking silence ..
The wolf's shrill also sang
The sign of the door to hell is waiting
...
The black robesman left
Towards the open door of hell for sure
