The Song of the Assassin

dance with me, precious
through the city streets tonight
the tango of the unsuspecting
the type of dance that brings a smile
to an evil angel's face

let me lick my lips
savoring just what it will be like
how our souls merge for one moment
before the weaker dies
and the stronger lives on
into evil unspoken
into decadence your innocent mind
cannot begin to fathom

meet the face of your god
dark and deadly
meet the executioner
as he stalks you with a shiver first
and ends you with a blade

taste the air one final time
dearly departed
just one final moment
to cast a prayer into the wind
before the deaf ears of imaginary deities
fail you again

for i am the one
you should be praying to
i am the one
you should be begging to
i am the one
who smiles the smile of a villain.
the eyes of a saint inside a sinner
the wolf in sheep's clothing;
i am the one
conducting this dance
until your life is no more.

dance with me, pet
and savor the night with me.
kiss the wind one final time
and close your eyes to sleep.