Far to the east ruled the Samurai, mystic warrior class,
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Honorable brave, bark armoured man, donning hideous mask.
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700 years of reigning Japan, the masters of attack,
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Dominators of the isle of dragons, fearsom military caste.
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In battle no prisoners for the enemy, noble self-sacrifice,
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Crooked crowns sentenced to die, pay the bloody price.
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Sacred rites held close by the fighters, no place for disgrace,
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Taught to stand with dignity while staring in death's face.
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[chorus:]
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Honor even in death, soldiers glorified,
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The dagger plunges deep, slashes side to side.
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Honor even in death, digrace is defied,
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The end they never fear, give their life before their pride.
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Honor even in death, soldiers glorified,
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The dagger plunges deep, slashes side to side.
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Honor even in death, digrace is defied,
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The end they never fear, give their life before their pride.
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Gracefully, with steady hand,
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He takes the dagger that lays before him.
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Collects his thoughts for the last time,
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And plunges the dirge from left to right.
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No sign of pain on his face,
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With the final cut withdraws the blade.
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Loyal companion by his side,
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Lifts the sword to help him die.
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Lightning flash, one swift blow,
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Honor is done, warriors head rolls.
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In a mans glory, his spirit is stored, his very being inside,
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Dignity respected, courage is shown by his ritual suicide.
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No room for dishonor in hari kari's dagger gashing side to side,
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Under the rising sun the core is exposed, to reveal a new life.
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[repeat chorus]
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No Place For Disgrace
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Flotsam And Jetsam |