Like lions they carry me They tear and cut my down, have I wronged? Betrayed? Or done violence without cause? If my path is narrow, they sharpen my blade and strength my shield With all it can endure So that I may take up my deadly weapon and devour my enemies He that brings me challenge shall fail Practice deception and think of evil, but my sword cuts deep Leave this place where moths and rust destroy and remove yourself from my wayPágina 1 / 1