The Black Dahlia Murder - Widowmaker

You're locked in my sights And it'd be my delight To blow your head clean off the neck where it rests As you'll see that I do specialize In a one-shot surprise a sniper they've called me the best You'd suggest I'm a cold hearted man Well it's a cold hearted world And besides if you'd open your eyes There's always been demand to be met Need someone destroyed? I'm gainfully employed No mark is too sordid no victim too close I am death I profess I've a cold hearted plan To ingress from this cold hearted life While the competition rests I am obsessed Exacting success one mark at a time Killing is my business and at my business I excel By silenced gun or silver blade It's the shock on their face as I send them Screaming to hell Succinctly my conscience is clean Though truly this work is a mess To silence I've sworn this heart doth not mourn Emotionless to no god I'll confess Largely but a ghost to them Most won't see me at all A red dot centered patiently Where the spine does meet the skull and they're gone Killing is my business and at my business I excel By silenced gun or silver blade It's the shock on their face as I send them to hell Crimes of lust a sworn revenge Reclaiming what's been lost Adulterers extortionists All pains I'm paid to stop They call me the widowmaker