Lyrics Debt Soon Paid - Lorne Balfe

Some days are timeless, though the world keeps on turning
Like a man seeking his vengeance, enter to our tale, we'll bow white
Climbed over tall mountains, crossed over deep valleys
Searching for his rival, only vengeance on his mind

His rival, in jealous frenzy, poisoned his childhood love
Fled to a quiet hamlet, awaiting the day that will would find
Patient, ever patient, drowns in wine, bides his time to repay him
Slowly, ever slowly, draws his blade, debt soon paid, bells tolling

He enters the town grinning, asks after his quail
A woman says she knows him, and points the way for Wilbur White
He entered the club searching, his eyes fell on his rival
Soon it will be his turn, the pattern will be less one life

His rival, in jealous frenzy, poisoned his childhood love
Fled to a quiet hamlet, awaiting the day that will would find
Patient, ever patient, drowns in wine, bides his time to repay him
Slowly, ever slowly, draws his blade debt soon paid, bells tolling
Slowly, ever slowly, draws his blade, debt soon paid
Draws his blade, debt soon paid, bells tolling