The Samaria's Decree

The battle cry of a Samaria pierces the night "Ninjas meet your death, no matter how you fight me, the Samaria's decree is death before dishonor" What you think the little sword is for It's hard to stab myself with a Katuana You finger Chinese stars Well I finger a poisonous arrowhead into my bowstring Your send out your Shadow Spirit I don't care white ninja or black ninja Well mighty men meet a Valiant man And now you meet a violent death There now buzzards and vultures devour you This is our culture we only defend our land We only sent out a hand of help You slap us in the face, you wont ever do that again Freeze the moment let us twins remind ourselves Who knows where the spirit goes it is like the wind Come here to where we look the storms in the eye And before we perish bro we might as well sip on some rye Is there harm if I don't take off my armour would you be offended if I sais when your indoors put your sheild to rest