A brave fighter, thats me
Searching and killing what I fear the most
And as I hunt this thing, the pure terror runs me through
Stabbing like a sword, straight through my heart.
But I kill them, every night,
That which I fear, now fears me.
I am their future, I am their executioner.
"Come out and play" I whisper,
As I stalk through the graveyard
They run and hide like a little kid
Hiding from the boogieman,
But they can't hide for long,
I can feel their death,
I can feel their none beating hearts
Like anyone can hear music at a concert
I am their death sentence, none are my master
But alas, I have been taken
The one whom is most powerful in this place
He holds my heart, and my pulse,
In the middle of his dead hand
His sapphire blue eyes be-spell me
Where no others can
I can feel his love
But I fear him,
You do not love that which you fear
But I cannot help it
He is so beautiful
Like an angel from hell itself
But do not feel safe, you dead alive folks
I am still your future, I am still your death sentence,
I am still your executioner,
And none are my master
