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