Harakiri
My blade
At your throat
You'll fall to me
My blade
At your throat
You'll fall to me
As we bide time to gauge our zen
The eyes connect, our pupils dilate
A threat on horizons to detect
A tale of two
Who gained and lost respect
My hands are steady
My gaze is locked
Expression blank
I see your sweat, it breaks upon your brow
Just watch me now
As I swing the sword, this is my final draw
It's life or death, your fate is what I choose
When I choose fights I may lose, but to my honor I stay true
Your death will serve as payment
You were born from dust, and to dust you shall return. This blade is a conduit to your honor
Fighting while bleeding
Still alive I'm not retreating
Keep your distance if you cherish your life
Bow down to me worthy adversary
My blade separates skin from bones
Your sacrifice is not in vain
You brought honor to your family name
As I swing the sword, this is my final draw
It's life or death, your fate is what I choose
When I choose fights I may lose, but to my honor I stay true
Your death will serve as payment
What you get for the latency is a front row seat to my legacy
watch me slice so gracefully, your soul leaves out a vacancy
You're on your knees and you beg and plead there's only one thing that you need
Take your blade, be sure the price is paid
Harakiri
As I swing the sword, this is my final draw
It's life or death, your fate is what I choose
When I choose fights I may lose, but to my honor I stay true
Your death will serve as payment
At your throat
You'll fall to me
My blade
At your throat
You'll fall to me
As we bide time to gauge our zen
The eyes connect, our pupils dilate
A threat on horizons to detect
A tale of two
Who gained and lost respect
My hands are steady
My gaze is locked
Expression blank
I see your sweat, it breaks upon your brow
Just watch me now
As I swing the sword, this is my final draw
It's life or death, your fate is what I choose
When I choose fights I may lose, but to my honor I stay true
Your death will serve as payment
You were born from dust, and to dust you shall return. This blade is a conduit to your honor
Fighting while bleeding
Still alive I'm not retreating
Keep your distance if you cherish your life
Bow down to me worthy adversary
My blade separates skin from bones
Your sacrifice is not in vain
You brought honor to your family name
As I swing the sword, this is my final draw
It's life or death, your fate is what I choose
When I choose fights I may lose, but to my honor I stay true
Your death will serve as payment
What you get for the latency is a front row seat to my legacy
watch me slice so gracefully, your soul leaves out a vacancy
You're on your knees and you beg and plead there's only one thing that you need
Take your blade, be sure the price is paid
Harakiri
As I swing the sword, this is my final draw
It's life or death, your fate is what I choose
When I choose fights I may lose, but to my honor I stay true
Your death will serve as payment
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Writer(s): Michael Delaney
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