Assassing

I am the a*sa*sin With tongue forged from eloquence I am the a*sa*sin Providing your nemesis On the sacrificial altar to success, my friend Unleash a stranger from a kiss, my friend No incantations of remorse, my friend Unsheathe the blade within the voice, my friend My friend, my friend, my friend, my friend Who decorates the scarf with the fugi knot? Who camouflaged emotion in a thousand yard stare? Who gouged the notches from the family tree? Who hypnotized the guilt in career rhythm Trance? a*sa*sing, a*sa*sing, a*sa*sing, a*sa*sing Listen to the blade Feel the blade Listen as the syllables of slaughter cut in calm precision Patterned frosty phrases rape your ears and sow the ice incision Adjectives of annihilation, bury the point beyond redemption Venomous verbs of ruthless candor, plagiarize a*sa*sin's fervor Apocalyptic alphabet casting spell, the creed of tempered diction My friend, your friend the a*sa*sin A friend in need is a friend that bleeds A friend in need is a friend that bleeds Let bitter silence infect the wound Let bitter silence infect your wound I am the a*sa*sin I am the a*sa*sin I am the a*sa*sin a*sa*sin You are a sentimental mercenary in a free fire zone Parading a Hollywood conscience You were a fashionable objector with a uniform fetish Pavlovian slaver at the cash till the ring of success A non com observer, I a*sa*sin the collector Defector So you resigned yourself to failure, my friend And I emerged the chilling stranger, my friend To eradicate the problem, my friend Unsheathe the blade within the voice Within the voice, within the voice, within the voice {And what do you call a*sa*sins Who accuse a*sa*sins anyway, my friend?}