The Widow's Son Lyrics

Blinded by thirst of power, Pushed to the atrocity

Conspired to obtain them by any means

Even to have recourse to violence

The master should die, and we should rise

Trapped in south entrance

Tell me the secret or you´ll die

Not allow to reveal without the consent

Crashed the skull to the bone of the widow´s son

Only three would know

Someday you´ll be worthy

He would rather suffer death

Than betray the sacred trust reposed in him

Trapped in north entrance

Tell me the secret or you´ll die

Not allow to reveal without the consent

Crashed the skull to the bone of the widow´s son

Down his left knee

Down his right knee

The staggered, faint and bleeding

To the East entrance

Struck him a violent blow which laid him lifeless at his feet

The secret is lost now and the master is death

No mercy for the traitors, let them rot

Find the Master under the three