There's a plague on the city, it's making me giddy
Fakes only playing the game for the money
A league of flies that came for the honey
They're pagans, and I'm taking no pity
Alone, on the road who stands
Making a change, stained and bloody
Holding a blade in his own two hands
Cutting back weeds to keep the earth pretty
Form a committee, normally it's the
Formal approach, and you're warm, but you've been see-
King a villain, to pin for the killin'
You regret, see, you've sworn to forget me
But you're coming up empty
Even I recall your stench
Gone to waste, in the blood that I've tasted
Guilty as sin, you'll all be drenched

Stained hands, stained sword, stained lungs, stained art
Stained plans, stained tongue, blade swung, stained heart
Stained hands, stained sword, stained lungs, stained art
Stained plans, stained tongue, blade swung, stained

First, a hero must not
Desire rewards or compensation
Contemplation: They forgot
Result: abhorrence, condemnation
Second, free from vice
Those who would adopt the name
Will drop their fame and seal the pact
In the act of ultimate sacrifice
The righteous and the pure
In heart shall see my face and live
But lucre worshipers endure
Unpardoned, I will not forgive
No pillar deigns to walk afraid
While hero shills are slain
But guilty souls will face the blade
Of the hero killer, Stain

Stained hands, stained sword, stained lungs, stained art
Stained plans, stained tongue, blade swung, stained heart
Stained hands, stained sword, stained lungs, stained art
Stained plans, stained tongue, blade swung, stained

Stained hands, stained sword, stained lungs, stained art
Stained plans, stained tongue, blade swung, stained heart
Stained hands, stained sword, stained lungs, stained art
Stained plans, stained tongue, blade swung, stained