About this song
He is the only mortal to ever wound a god. Now the Cosmos Serpent's venom runs in his veins, a poison he wields with every strike. Hear the war-chant of the man who hunts a myth and demands a rematch.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] I set my blade in a god and the whole cold world held still, the Cosmos Serpent bled in the dark — the first to feel my will. I didn't finish Koma, no — but I split the great beast wide, and its venom came down like a rain that never left my side. It ate me to the marrow, and I grinned through every wave— now the poison runs as mine: it's the blood the serpent gave. [Pre-Chorus] So bring your gods, bring your steel, bring the best you've got to me— you won't feel the cut that kills you. A scratch is all you need. [Chorus] One red line — that's all it takes, I don't have to cut you deep, what I touch, the venom takes; what I mark, the cold will keep. Feel it climbing, two by two — no healer, no undoing— count to ten and the hunt is done, and the serpent's blood runs through you. So run. I love it when you run. [Verse 2] I cut a shield from a single scale, broad as a longship's hull, I strapped the proof across my arm — let the doubters call my bluff. Let the elves go kiss the serpent, let them worship what I bled; I never bowed to a slithering god — I drove my knife through its head. Every raider at my back carries a little of the same: one nick, one drop, one open vein — you won't live to curse my name. [Pre-Chorus] So bring your gods, bring your steel, bring the best you've got to me— you won't feel the cut that kills you. A scratch is all you need. [Chorus] One red line — that's all it takes, I don't have to cut you deep, what I touch, the venom takes; what I mark, the cold will keep. Feel it climbing, two by two — no healer, no undoing— count to ten and the hunt is done, and the serpent's blood runs through you. So run. I love it when you run. [Bridge] They cursed my people to the pines, swore the snow would never break — that the Kannah walk in winter for every step we take. So I don't hunt for glory, though the glory suits me fine— I hunt to buy my clan a spring no god would ever sign. [Bridge build] So come back, Koma! Come and take your poison home! Bring your endless coils to the one who fights alone— I made a myth bleed once. I swear I'll make it twice. Come reclaim what you lost — if you dare to pay the price! [Final Chorus] One red line — that's all it takes, I don't have to cut you deep, what I touch, the venom takes; what I mark, the cold will keep. Feel it climbing, two by two — no healer, no undoing— count to ten and the hunt is done, and the serpent's blood runs through you. I bled a god and I wear its fang, and I carry it to the grave— now every wound I hand you is the blood the serpent gave. So run. I love it when you run. [Outro] Two... and four... and the cold comes creeping in... count to ten, little hunter. The Fangbearer always wins.
