[Verse 1: Shing02]
Yeah

Sharp like an edge of a samurai sword
The mental blade cut through flesh and bone
Though my mind's at peace
The world out of order
Missing the inner heat Life gets colder

Oh yes, I have to find my path
No less walk on earth
Water and fire
The elements compose a magnum
Opus My modus operandi is amalgam

Steel packed tight in microchip
On my armor a sign of all-pro
The ultimate reward is honor
Not awards
At odds with the times in wards with no lords

A freelancer
A battle cry of a hawk make
A dove fly and a tear dry
Wonder why a lone wolf don't run with a clan
Only trust your instincts and be one with the plan

[Outro : Shing02, Nujabes]
Some days some nights
Some live some die
In the way of the samurai
Some fight some bleed
Sun up to sun down
The sons of a battlecry

Some days some nights
Some live some die
In the way of the samurai
Some fight some bleed
Sun up to sun down
The sons of a battlecry