[Verse 1] Cut ties like tendons, intentions I sever, Ice veins in the desert, my center stay clever, Death’s whisper’s my mentor, we’re walking together, Each strike’s an endeavor to sever forever. Steel in my hands, thoughts sharper than guillotines, Life’s a chessboard — I’m snatching up every queen, Every motion’s clean, soul’s void yet serene, I write eulogies mid-swing, the ink’s never seen. They call me hollow, but the vessel’s precision, A blade with a pulse and a hunter’s vision, Cut past your guard like I’m ghosting the mission, Even Hell signs off when I finish the incision. Mind like a maze where the light never bends, Every path that you take is the place that it ends, My resolve is a blade that no prayer can defend, Cut the root of your will, watch the fear transcend, Even gods turn away when the killing ascends, I'm the final judgement, can't forgive you for your sins, That treasure you call life is what I need to lend, In the hush of my wrath, every nightmare descends. [Chorus x2] I’m the shadow in the fire, Silent in the choir, Death’s personal squire, No heaven to aspire. I’m the calm inside the storm, The blade that’s fully sworn, To end before you’re born, Cold flame — always warm. [Verse 2] Blood runs in patterns, I’m painting the ground, Turn killers to gardens — they’re feeding the mound, Roots grow from corpses, the cycle’s profound, Life starts from endings, that’s how I’m renowned. Chains never hold me — they’re links in my plan, I vanish in seconds, yet here where you stand, The sand in your hourglass stolen by my hand, I bend time itself — make eternity land. (That isle is a danger), yeah, it's me and it's real, Every step’s a confession, each breath is a deal, I’m the pact you can’t break, I’m the cut you can’t heal, A mind at peace is a weapon — My emotions stay sealed. Silent as a whisper, but my thoughts are a blaze, Cut a soul from the world, your footprint been erased, Every step is a thread in the noose that I lace, I bring calm to a field — call it violence with grace, Cold blade in my palm, Ain't no flinchin', I embrace, You a dead man running, no escape, no need to chase, No hiding when I seek, They not gon' find you, not a trace Hope in God grows thin, you not gon' need his grace. [Bridge] No wrath in my killing, no pride in the win, I’m a monk with a death wish wrapped in my skin, These hands stay enduring pain, they'll endure again, These eyes stay seeing death, they'll see your end, I'll sweep the joy from your dying breathe, Im the one who grins, They pray for their survival — I just pray they begin, To see truth in the blade as it carves where they’ve been, Once it reminds them of their sins, once it cuts their story thin. [Outro] Cold flame, still it burns in the night, Shadows walk with me, they guide my sight, Even demons think twice before they fight, Gabimaru — death’s silent right.