Legend Of Pai Mei

Sacred blood with pure fire he reclaims
Swearing vengeance from his tower to the sea
Underneath a pride moon he is praying
To the first emperor of his realm
Ancient prayers of fury and death
His hungry claws cannot wait anymore
Burning wounds are still bleeding in his vains
Immortality's written on his name, Pai Mei.

A curse is on Guangdong, on the Shaolin monastery
They defied him, they betrayed
He promised to come back, to turn the sun to black
A name resounds inside, Hong-Xi Quan.

Loud tigers' growls from the great forest
As his spirit rises angry with the demon's eyes
Sharp wind is blowing a ruthless tragedy
And the Phoenix is flying, leopard's on the highest tree
Massacre, sworn in faith
A lightning strikes the altar in the final act
Madness is rising up
Rising up as this gloomy moon in the night before.

Pai Mei is standing still on the hill
Watching through the blue warmth of the night
Breathing battles like foam in the air
White lotus spirals surrounding himself.

Finally the dawn is here
Filling his spirit with cruelty
Finally the revenge is here
And his disciples ready
In order with the weapons.

Dandao
Shuangdao
Ta che kun.

Ascoltate figli miei
Il giorno di gloria e finalmente giunto
Assieme affronteremo la tigre feroce che esce dalla foresta
Con il demone della terra
E la fenice risorta
Vento, fuoco, sangue e tempesta
Nove passi ci condurranno verso il fiore di prugno
Grida, lacrime, terrore e dolore
Hong-Xi Quan, la mia pazzia sara il tuo flagello.