(Intro – whispered / growled)
In a world reduced to ash and bone…
Only fists speak truth.
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(Verse I)
Nuclear sun scars the shattered land,
Oceans of dust where empires fell.
Weak cry out, tyrants feast,
Blood crowns the kings of hell.
From silence walks a lone shadow,
Seven scars burned into his chest,
A ghost of mercy, a fist of wrath,
The last law left in flesh.
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(Pre-Chorus)
Pressure points—ancient veins of fate,
Every strike seals judgment sealed in pain.
No prayers left for the wicked now,
Your breath ticks down… count it out.
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(Chorus)
YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD!
Hear the pulse inside your head!
Fist of the North Star—judgment fed,
Heaven’s wrath in knuckle-red.
YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD!
Time collapses—nothing said,
When Kenshiro walks through fire and dread,
Only justice lives—everything else bled.
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(Verse II)
Bandits laugh in the bones of cities,
Children starve under iron skies.
Lords of cruelty rule with fear,
Till they meet his silent eyes.
He carries grief like a loaded blade,
Love buried under endless war,
But when the innocent scream in pain,
He becomes the roar.
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(Pre-Chorus II)
Every blow a scripture carved,
Every vein a sentence served.
You feel it now—too late to run,
The countdown’s carved—judgment done.
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(Chorus)
YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD!
Hear the pulse inside your head!
Seven stars—your fate is read,
Explode beneath the truth he said.
YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD!
No escape, no tears are shed,
In the wasteland where hope is bled,
Kenshiro stands—among the dead.
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(Bridge – slow, crushing, spoken/growled)
I do not fight for glory.
I do not fight for hate.
I fight for those who cannot stand—
And for them…
I break fate.
(pause)
ATATATATATATATATA!
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(Breakdown)
Bones shatter—time stops—
Heartbeat turns against you!
Every cell screams prophecy—
Hokto shinken!
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(Final Chorus – extended)
YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD!
Say my name—feel the dread!
North Star burns above your head,
Seven scars—your soul is bled.
YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD!
Justice carved in living thread,
In a world where hope has fled,
Only Kenshiro…
WALKS AHEAD.
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(Outro – fading)
In the ashes…
Mercy still has fists.
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