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