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letra de the second - the stupendium

(verse 1)
there’s a shape in the shadows
there’s a chill in the air
but he won’t let you get rattled
you won’t know that he’s there
there’s no way to do battle
when you’re caught unaware
one blink and you’ll be gone
and you’ll be dead in your chair
or was he even there?
can you even prepare?
for a reckoning a second into to catching the glare
of a barrel when the bullet’s already in the air
or the chemicals already have your vision impaired
as you try to place the face of that sommelier
when you’re gonna win win the race
but find the brakes aren’t there!
on a knife’s edge
placed between the fumes and the flare
the last breath
with a glove in your hair
he’s a master of disguise
he’s an artist with a knife
we will catch you by surprise
just a quack and you ignite
there’s no faster a demise
were you happy with your life?
cause it didn’t have the time
to flash before your eyes!

(chorus)
no one ever recalls the second
they first come across 47
because before you’ve drawn a breath in
47’s got you on the floor forgetting
if you could only pause a second
can’t stall destiny
halt what’s meant to be
no protection we
all get reckoned the
cause of death will be 47

(verse 2)
you can tighten violence by refining the appliance of it
open up your eye to find the sight of an appliance dropping
right into the bath without a chance to even try and stop it
a blur behind the curtains
then it’s curtains on your crime bioptic! (crime bioptic!)
the same as yesterday
oh, there’s a new chef today
but i’m sure he can prepare that very rare fish in that special way
also we can’t find the guy we hired just to test your plates
plus all your henchmen went and left to go investigate!
the sound of a coin on the ground
and not a shred of evidence will ever be found!
take a trip to the facilities with no one around
ain’t it tragic how a man can accidentally drown?
you’ve locked the door
you’re in your most secure of quarters when
it’s been a little while since your security reported in
a sudden force
and you’ll wish you brought your snorkel in
they find your body bobbing in a mortuary of porcelain!

(chorus)
no one ever recalls the second
they first come across 47
because before you’ve drawn your weapon
you’re already taking that fall from heaven
if you could only pause a second
can’t stall destiny
halt what’s meant to be
no protection we
all get reckoned the
cause of death will be 47

(verse 3)
most people went to bed and they simply never woke
take solace in the knowledge that your death will be bespoke
hand crafted
all wrapped up in leather as you choke
every execution executed excellently so
any single person could be 47 lurkin’
he could be working in burger king
strychnine in your onion rings
snuffing out your underlings
‘fore you get to wondering
you’ll be bloodied
stuffed into a cupboard in your under things
the last creak as you stand beneath the chandelier
it’s the gas leak when you’re candle lit for atmosphere
it’s the last beat as your heart receives the formula
the red streak as the beam hits your corneas
the mouth feel of your unintended last meal
the weapon test as you forgot to check the blast seals
the sunset as your body’s doing cartwheels
straight over the edge of a ledge
or it’s the hard steel
scr-ping on your ribs as you shiver and expire
it’s the first red fleck on your impeccable attire
it’s your throat torn to shreds as you’re dying to respire
as your fingernails are fighting against the tightening of the wire
it’s a second to forgive
it’s a second to forget
every second you have lived
for this second of regret
every second is a gift
so be careful how you spend
’cause the second that you’ve met him is the second that it ends

- the stupendium

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