Ronin of the Mist

Intro

Oh oh

Lord have mercy

Oh-oh-oh

Verse 1

Silver smoke curls around a weathered hat

Steel is singing a high sharp tune

Blood is painting the garden grass

Zombies howling at a crescent moon

Drakzero takes another long slow pull

Red eyes scanning the rot and the bone

Scabbard heavy but the heart is full

He fights the hollowed-out horde alone

Pre-Chorus

Iron edges flash in the midnight rain

Moving faster than the shadows run

Numbing all the fire and the sudden pain

Finish what the sickness has begun

Chorus

He is the ronin of the burning haze

Walking through the garden of the dead

Slicing through the dark and the foggy maze

To keep a thousand children fed

Keep 'em fed

To keep a thousand children fed

With the herb and the blade in the golden light

He is the ghost who saves the day

Guiding everyone through the hollow night

Cutting every devil in his way

In his way

Cutting every devil in his way

Verse 2

Shattered glass on the temple floor

Drakzero pulls a mother to the wall

Blade goes deep through a kitchen door

Watching every jagged giant fall

Lungs are heavy with the sticky pine

He breathes the quiet while the corpses pile

Keeping balance on a broken line

Finding mercy with a jagged smile

Pre-Chorus

Iron edges flash in the midnight rain

Moving faster than the shadows run

Numbing all the fire and the sudden pain

Finish what the sickness has begun

Chorus

He is the ronin of the burning haze

Walking through the garden of the dead

Slicing through the dark and the foggy maze

To keep a thousand children fed

Keep 'em fed

To keep a thousand children fed

With the herb and the blade in the golden light

He is the ghost who saves the day

Guiding everyone through the hollow night

Cutting every devil in his way

In his way

Cutting every devil in his way

Bridge

Run to the gate

Don't you look back

Run while the steel

Splits the attack

They don't feel pain

They don't feel fear

But the man with the smoke

Is already here

Chorus

He is the ronin of the burning haze

Walking through the garden of the dead

Slicing through the dark and the foggy maze

To keep a thousand children fed

Keep 'em fed

To keep a thousand children fed

With the herb and the blade in the golden light

He is the ghost who saves the day

Guiding everyone through the hollow night

Cutting every devil in his way

In his way

Cutting every devil in his way