Undertakers

No piety, nothing to say
No forgiveness, no pray
No justify, no escape
No reason, no words
Its written in our hearts
Kicks, punches, cuffs
What do you prefer?
This is only the beginning
Well cynical this night
Think to our lies
Think to our promises
You must pay
For everything
This is the night
Of the Bastards
This is
The night
...your last night
Ten stabs! Thats what
I have Do with you
Revenge for our right
[ The Night Of The Bastards Lyrics ]