Sword locked into place
Look all the blood on your face
On my yukata, all over my white socks
You're a brave soul to have the nerve to face me
Face to face, they should have warned you
I don't go easy on anybody, I'm ruthless
They should have warned you
I love blood splatter, it's pleasing to my eye
Slow movement, heavy the blade
There goes your head, look at the mess I made
I know better than that, should've been a clean cut
Should've been all she wrote
Dance of the dead, dancing on top of your grave
You fought well, but you died recklessly
You aura is filled with ages of sorrow and grief
Your soul is crying out for a loose grip, relief
You're a brave soul to challenge a boy like me
But you didn't try hard enough, this is your demise
Running around in circles, fatality
But In actuality, you died because you were careless
Gotta be more careful, gotta be more clever
Save your ashes, Goyard shield on my waist
Long black beautiful dreaded samurai you could never
I love blood splatter, it's pleasing to my eye
Back and forth slashing your limbs soon you will quickly die
Soon you will quickly remember, my purpose
Your fate, your destiny
Running around in circles, fatality
Didn't even have to take my glasses off
Easy peezy, lemon squeezy, feeling kinda queezy
Celebrate your death 7 days of the week
Only 6 out of 7 do I really get to celebrate