You will never find anyone more loyal than I
But my loyalty spins around a sharp bullet tip.
I can die for your cause, or make someone else die,
But you know yourself I cannot loosen my grip.

Lions will offer you their meat,
Kings will offer you gold,
But the time will come for you to return
To the one who is now naked and cold.

Time stops everything, every line has an end.
And no one had yet cancelled this law.
As long as I exist, my prophecy drives my hand,
Some day maybe you will see what I saw.

A cynical skeptic, pedantically shaking your head?
Most likely you don’t believe in demons, you’re hard to scare.
But I feel your fear: “what if it’s real?”
That’s all that matters. You doubt – which means you’re already dead.
Welcome to your worst nightmare.

You think you can outrun my lightning? Think again.
My lightning wears a coat made of lead. Try and crack it.
The moment you doubted death, the hunt began.
Dodge this! Full Metal Jacket, bitch. Full Metal Jacket.


What is this pain? What is this feeling? Regret?!
For the first time I feel something other than thrill.
Oh shit, I know what this is, this is guilt. It’s on my back.
There, it’s written: “Thou shalt not kill!”