So Many Wars, So Little Time

Dead eye kill shot

Let the whole world freeze in time

And cast an eye on the embodiment of an assassin

With no remorse for the trail of the dead

It almost makes one have to smile

If you weren’t such a fucker hats would be tipping

In the all in all, you’re my enemy

But when the curtain falls it will be just me

Clouds of smoke and the crack of the crust

Talons are gripping for strays

Better clean up, critical times are crashing the party and this is not a game

There is no joy in this dance until the final steps are taken

In the all in all

(This means war now)

You’re my enemy

But when the curtain falls

And this is over

It will be just me

Victory!