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!