As an axe for the hangman
As the hammer for justice
Looking for something healer,
I found the way I was searching

Trying to get back what is mine,
Purity and hope will be one again

Through my hand I could make it
Here I am and know that
I have tasted it so now I can tell,
As a wise man said,
It's a dish best served cold

I didn't let my spirit falls
I will be what I have to
From the dark I can see the light,
Otherwise I would be like you

Don't try to make me as you are,
You don't even have a heart for yourself

Through my hand I could make it
Here I am and know that
I have tasted it so now I can tell,
As a wise man said,
It's a dish best served cold