The stars are dim, the air is still.

The birds are mute, the flowers wilt.

On nights like these, for wretches bred,

we should be howling where demons tread.

Come over here, I’ll crack your spine,

You made me slaughter all I called mine, so step across the line,

I’ll make sure we have a frantic time.

We never followed any rules,

with all our practice, it was simple to be cruel.

So let the freezing stillness land.

Are you prepared to meet your end?

Take your shot, you can’t evade me but you’re free to try,

You’ve realized that justice isn’t on my mind.

You think I feel remorse? You’re dead wrong.

I turned all my friends to dust, so now get dunked on!

You won’t ever win, we’ll be tied together,

Brawling in this shadowed hall forever.