Widowmaker

歌詞

You're locked in my sights! And it'd be my delight, to blow your head clean off the neck where it rests. As you'll see that I do specialize in a one-shot surprise. A sniper, they've called me the best! You'd suggest I'm a cold hearted man. Well, it's a cold hearted world! And besides if you'd open your eyes, there's always been demand to be met. Need someone destroyed, I'm gainfully employed. No mark is too sordid, no victim too close. I am Death! I profess I've a cold hearted plan to ingress from this cold hearted life. While the competition rests I am obsessed, exacting success one mark at a time. Killing is my business and at my business I excel. By silenced gun or silver blade, it's the shock on their face as I send them screaming to Hell! Succinctly my conscience is clean, though truly this work is a mess. To silence I've sworn, this heart doth not mourn. Emotionless, to no God I'll confess! Largely but a ghost to them, most won't see me at all. A red dot centered patiently where the spine does meet the skull, and they're gone. Killing is my business and at my business I excel. By silenced gun or silver blade, it's the shock on their face as I send them to Hell! Crimes of lust, a sworn revenge, reclaiming what's been lost. Adulterers, extortionists, all pains I'm paid to stop. They call me the widowmaker!