A Band of Hunters Stalk in Edo - A Thousand Times Repent

Hired guns will honor nothing

They’re opportunists at their best: they’re opportunists at their least

A death dealer peddling, a peddler dealing in death

Trafficking spirits and phantoms, vendor to devils and demons

They’ll keep to shadows, the cowards

Forward, forward give them nothing

Forward, onward make them regret

Tonight, I’m hunting the hunter with the hunted, the haunted with his prey

They will suffer us, for we will fix our hearts

Goodbye planet earth, farewell planet earth