the frigid wind in the mountains was
their vengeance carried on high
rolling tremors in the valleys betrayed
the gravity of their lie

Oh, patience! A plan two years in the making
the excitement, the thrill as this vengeance builds
Oh, patience! A plan two years in the making
the excitement, the thrill, there will be repercussions

they reconvened in a dark lit courtyard
forty-seven swords honed true
the leader standing proud in battle dress
a master of jujitsu
archers sent to rooftops, guards are tied up
to the back he leads with a grin
sounds of the heavens unloading masked
the impending slaughter within

Oh, patience! A plan two years in the making
the excitement, the thrill as this vengeance builds
Oh, patience! A plan two years in the making
the excitement, the thrill, there will be repercussions

blocking the exits
two teams went forth
sparing all women and children
for whatever that’s worth
they cornered their quarry
and addressed him with regal flair
then gave a slight bow
and raised a blade up in the air...
...and the blade was brought down!

blocking the exits
two teams went forth
sparing all women and children
for whatever that’s worth
they cornered their quarry
and addressed him with regal flair
then gave a slight bow
and raised a blade up in the air...

Oh, patience! A plan two years in the making
the excitement, the thrill as this vengeance builds
Oh, patience! A plan two years in the making
the excitement, the thrill, there will be repercussions

forty-seven swords
forty-seven men
forty-seven swords
forty-seven men
forty-seven swords
forty-seven men
revenge can taste so sweet