Beginning of the end Mr. Black got the call Contract made, signed in blood Someone is about to die Assassins paid, hes got you in his sights No remorse, no feelings, no hesitation They think hes in for the money, no, its the thrill of the kill Moves in shadows, he cannot be seen He takes his place for one more hunting Target locked, the fingers on the trigger One more time to make his hunger deeper Assassins paid, hes got you in his sights No remorse, no feelings, no hesitation They think hes in for the money, no, its the thrill of the kill If only I had a consciousness If only I gave a damn What if the victim knows What if they saw me on my way over here Thoughts of Black And then a smile He holds his breath This moment, he senses death intoxicating This is the time The time hes waiting for Gently squeezes the trigger Hears screams in the distance Sweet music in the air The sign that the job is done No remorse, no feelings No regrets, no escape They think hes in for the money, no! Its the thrill, the thrill of the kill
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