He rides hard through the city of lies, past the filth, the disgrace, all there's to despise.
Trying hard not to catch their stare, head down, guard up, a victim of despair.
His mission's strong, objectives clear, find the culprits and cut them ear to ear.
This ends tonight... that much is clear.
What happens when a lover's forced to fight?
Will two wrongs make this right?
Not rhetorical, just historical martyrs are made here tonight.
They took his flesh, they took his soul, so now his actions are beyond control.
Rage knows no calm... no calm.
Look to the back to avoid the attack, and brace yourself for initial contact, it's coming, and there's nothing you can do.
You've slipped these chains for far too long, praying on the weak though you are strong.
It's here, and now you'll pay.
Pay with what you claim to be your life, suffer my pain, and suffer my knife.
Reap exactly what you've sown, as an end comes to what you know.
It's here, it's finally here. And there's nothing... there's nothing... there's nothing you can do.
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