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I go where I'm sent

Twisted and bent

These facts I relate to now

I live by the sword, serving my time

Bloodstained and deadly now

Now there are things yet to be done

To shoot the monkey off your back

I'll let you die like this

And kill you one more time

And as my target's blown away

Another's lurking in the shades

I can't believe this shit

I'll kill it one more time

I'm armed but I'm dead

You're broken she said

It's all I recall for now

Hospital bed, faces go by

And eyes closed forever now

Wondering what's fake and what is real

The day still breaks

It's grey and dim outside

Searching for a kick that takes me high

And throws the sparks around the fire