Crawling between the flaming grass
It poisons the air with their presence
His eves are death, his mouth is hell
Petrified men with his eyes

Basilisk, king serpent
His blood is pure poison

Given the source of life
The knight and his sword
Wait the time for attack
Or die at a glance

Brings agony to men
Basilisk, venom of death

The fear is on the loose
The snakes will flee
Able to stop death
The mirror of the life

Venom of the death
Basilisk is coming

King serpent
His blood is pure poison
Brings agony to men forever
King serpent
Basilisk
Venom of death

Death
Death
Death
Death