Hahaha!!!

Callous fun!!

I see you look at me with your big, wide eyes.
I am the very thing you've learnt to despise. 
A sword in my hand, a violent, callous stance.
A murderous, psychotic, insatiable dance!!

I WON'T GIVE UP THIS FIGHT!
UNTIL MY SWORD ENDS YOUR LIFE!
NOW PICK UP YOUR ROGUISH KNIFE!

In your terrified eyes, I see your resolve.
I'll strike you down until that dissolves.
I am the demon, inside your heart and Mind.
Your instincts for battle, blind leading blind?

I WON'T GIVE UP THIS FIGHT!
UNTIL MY SWORD ENDS YOUR LIFE!
NOW PICK UP YOUR ROGUISH KNIFE!

Psychotic laughter erupts around us. 
I walk slowly, while you can barely stand up.
Fight me, you coward!! Until one heart stops.
I stand infront of you, warrior fights pups.

I WON'T GIVE UP THIS FIGHT!
UNTIL MY SWORD ENDS YOUR LIFE!
NOW PICK UP YOUR ROGUISH KNIFE!

I wonder How long until you understand,
You are nothing compared to the sword in my hand.
I laugh at every single time you strike,
We were born this way, NOW SHUTUP AND FIGHT!!

I WON'T GIVE UP THIS FIGHT!
UNTIL MY SWORD ENDS YOUR LIFE!
NOW PICK UP YOUR ROGUISH KNIFE!

I think I'm enjoying myself way too much.
Twisted in the mind, insane as such.
Fear of dying is for the mentally weak.
I'll crush your goals, everything you seek!!

I WON'T GIVE UP THIS FIGHT!
UNTIL MY SWORD ENDS YOUR LIFE!
NOW PICK UP YOUR ROGUISH KNIFE!

NOW, FIGHT ME UNTIL I KILL YOU!!!
Oh, scarlet lifeforce, how I love to spill you!!!
Fight me!! Fight me!! This is not where you belong!!
I hear the slashing, the cutting, screaming, the dead song...

I WON'T GIVE UP THIS FIGHT!
UNTIL MY SWORD ENDS YOUR LIFE!
NOW PICK UP YOUR ROGUISH KNIFE!

The End

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