The Night Of The Bastards

No piety, nothing to say 
No forgiveness, no pray 
No justify, no escape 
No reason, no words 

It's written in our hearts 

Kicks, punches, cuffs 
What do you prefer? 
This is only the beginning 
We'll 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! That's what 
I have Do with you 

Revenge for our right