Lyrics
Stranger, with no face
Feeling like a stranger without a recognizable identity.
The prey looms near you don't, recognize
Sensing potential danger nearby but unable to identify it.
I'm anonymous
Emphasizing anonymity and lack of personal recognition.
As I wait and wait and wait, for you
Impatiently waiting for someone while in a state of anticipation.
To come close
Expressing a desire for closeness or connection.
Whoa, I am the one, pressing in the shadows
Claiming a mysterious, shadowy presence, potentially ominous.
Whoa, In alleyways
Referring to lurking in hidden or less-traveled paths.
The history of nothing
Introducing the concept of a history characterized by emptiness.
Whoa, I only know the roads, to assassinate
Knowing only paths leading to harm or destruction.
Killing like the gallows
Engaging in harmful actions, drawing a parallel with gallows.
Whoa, I am, no man
Denying a conventional identity, suggesting a sinister persona.
Eyes, bulging
Describing intense, bulging eyes symbolizing distress or control.
Of puppets strangled by their strings
Depicting puppets strangled by external forces, losing autonomy.
You're a pawn, a domino
Portraying oneself or others as pawns, easily manipulated.
To be knocked down just like those who've come before
Foreseeing a fate similar to those who faced similar challenges.
You know you will
Acknowledging an inevitable and predictable outcome.
Whoa, I am the one, pressing in the shadows
Reiterating a mysterious, shadowy presence with potential harm.
Whoa, In alleyways
Referring to hidden or unconventional pathways.
The history of nothing
Repeating the theme of a history characterized by emptiness.
Whoa, I only know the roads, to assassinate
Reaffirming knowledge only of paths leading to harm.
Killing like the gallows
Continuing the analogy of causing harm, akin to gallows.
Whoa, I am, no man
Emphasizing the absence of a conventional, humane identity.
Autopsy scar of a Hollywood death
Referring to the aftermath of a dramatic Hollywood-style death.
Machines of crime at the jugular vein
Describing criminal mechanisms affecting a crucial life source.
Las Vegas loser, highway blood
Depicting a loser in Las Vegas, associating with spilled blood.
With no easy way out
Highlighting a lack of easy escape from a difficult situation.
Hell is coming down
Suggesting impending doom or a challenging situation.
Whoa, I am the one, pressing in the shadows
Reiterating a mysterious, potentially dangerous presence.
Whoa, In alleyways
Referring again to hidden or unconventional pathways.
The history of nothing
Repeating the theme of a history characterized by emptiness.
Whoa, I only know the roads, to assassinate
Reaffirming knowledge only of paths leading to harm.
Killing like the gallows
Continuing the analogy of causing harm, akin to gallows.
Whoa, I am, no man
Emphasizing the absence of a conventional, humane identity.
Whoa-whoa-whoa
Concluding with a repetitive, emphatic expression of identity.
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