I'm in the world of nothing real,
Even my heart is turning to steel,
All i want to do is feel,
Yet i refuse to kneel.
To his obsessed game,
I shall be his bane,
And set him aflame.
And after that i'll be able to open it.
That pure white gate,
Where i can start a fresh slate,
And forget that dirty waste.
Of my time and concentration,
I will officialy put an end to these aspirations,
And end your long reputation.
So look out,
Because i will be about,
And around everyone you care about.
You pinch me, i punch you,
You shoot me, i kill you.
You picked the wrong day to mess with a vigilante like me,
So would you like to be?
Roasted? The next dinner hog to be?
I can make that an easy wish if you please.
Oh please,
Calm down and take a knee,
You won't need them in a second's piece....
