A tour de force, a rabid face 

behind the weapon kept in place 

by tortured hands in cold embrace 

A battle unconfused by chance, 

come step into our mortal dance 

and taste this ironclad romance 



For every kill the stronger will 

keeps getting stronger and the thrill 

of such control is wild but still 

A single life, what's that to me? 

A fading light no one can see 

yet such a pleasure death can be 



Used to be a single voice 

that vanished in a crowd 

Vague just like a distant sun 

when hidden by the clouds 

Found a way to surface 

and to speak my truth aloud 

Be powerful, stand fast and proud 



A tour de force, a rabid face 

behind the weapon kept in place 

by tortured hands in cold embrace 

A single life, what's that to me? 

A fading light no one can see 

yet such a pleasure death can be