I seek something, I yearn for something
Work every day but never enough
Life always seems ripe for the plucking
Attack this life, make it worth the strife
I bathe in blood, I sweep the streets
To cleanse is to kill, to love is to die
We all fall certain, the reaper will reap
Fear not, and rest the little while you’ve got
The grail is mine as soon as I see it
If I fail this quest well then so be it
I shall not for this reason fall on my sword
But put my faith and trust in the Lord
No one else can make me shiver
My God, I give you my bow and quiver
May my darts strike your enemies hard
It is only to honor you that I travel so far
These distant lands that I lay to waste
I only punish those that are not chaste
One day I shall marry a lovely lady
But not before my healing heart is ready