Lyrics Bastard Samurai - High On Fire

Bastard Samurai

Count on my fingers, ten
Dressed to kill and think again
Count my fingers, nine
Do the math, your sacrifice
Son of a bitch should bleed awhile
Fighting under style
Sleeping under death awhile
Gladiator’s ring
Sharpening my blade to sting
Son of a bitch, your fate I’ll bring
Profit melee are all mesmerized
All betray the bastard samurai
Profit melee on this killing floor
All betray the bastard samurai
Bastard samurai
Bastard samurai
Killer I’ve become
Tattoo heart, yakuza’s thumb
Killing men aside
Severed heads abide
Son of a bitch should bleed awhile
Bastard samurai
Bastard samurai