Lyrics The Black Dahlia Murder

The Black Dahlia Murder

Widowmaker

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