LYRIC

The tools of the trade
Do not come cheaply
Built by eager hands
To fit a trade of killing

Forged in unholy fires
The melted steel of sin
Jagged edges of hell
To open up and eviscerate

A vest beneath the jacket
Hidden very close
To spring into action
Just in half a second

Ejecting blades to use
In the coming kill
Supplying any tools
Needed for the slaughter

Strapped to murder
To take on the fucking world
Enter my zone
And you leave in several parts

Seeking out the victim
An unsuspecting heap of meat
They never know I'm coming
They never had a clue

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