Story Behind the Song
A song about my fantasy of being an assassin, it explores my fascination with humans being able to kill other humans for money, and what kind of child an assassin must have been. Deep.
Lyrics
Long ago they gave me life, they gave me death, held in my hands for you! No love in me, no breath in you. Just another exercise, then credit in a Swiss account for you! Your face an imprint on my eyes. The Killing Game etched in my mind, 1150 feet per second in you! Just walk away, just don't look back. Socio-political saber rattling, sweeping down on you! It's nothing personal, read the papers. A gun for a best friend, steel bolts whining past me as I bear down on you! Are you proud of me, Mommy? Daddy? Your eyes reflect the laser light. A million times the fear of me in you! I slam my hatred through your eyes. Long ago they gave me life, they gave me death, Held in my hands. Love, it ain't easy. In my mind I come to get you.
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