Expendable

Expendable Echoes: Unveiling the Dark Symphony of Survival
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Lyrics

I get professional pay

I receive payment for my services

To make people go away

My job involves making people leave or disappear

They got nothing to say

Those individuals have nothing significant to communicate


I'm expendable, that's my claim to fame

I am considered easily replaceable, and that is my source of recognition

I'm expendable don't have to know my name

My identity is not important; I am known for being expendable


Take a look into my dark side

Examining the darker aspects of my personality

That's a window to my soul

This reveals the innermost part of my being

You're watching on the outside

Observers are only able to see from the outside

Yeah, that's all you people know

People have limited knowledge about me

So bring a knife or a gun

Bring a weapon, and I will demonstrate its use

And I'll show you what they're for

Ready to showcase the purpose of a knife or gun

Both of them are fun

Both weapons are enjoyable

When the raven's at your door

Especially when facing imminent danger


I'm expendable, that's my claim to fame

Reiteration of being expendable, a noteworthy aspect of identity

I'm expendable don't have to know my name

The lack of need for recognition or knowing my name


Cause I will survive

Expressing the ability to survive

With no-one left around me

Survival despite being alone

Cause you're all gonna die

An assertion that everyone around will perish


Die

An emphatic repetition of the word "Die"


Together we ride with vengeance inside

Collective journey driven by a desire for revenge

For our brother who died

Dedicated to a fallen comrade

We got blood on our minds

The group is consumed by thoughts of revenge

No, we may not return

Acknowledging the possibility of not returning

But many will burn with a story to tell

Anticipating the impact of their actions on others

How we took them to Hell

The group will have a harrowing tale of leading others to damnation


I'm expendable, that's my claim to fame

Reiteration of being expendable as a source of recognition

I'm expendable don't have to know my name

No need for others to know my name

I'm expendable, that's my claim to fame

Emphasizing again the identity of being expendable

I'm expendable don't have to know my name

No requirement for recognition or knowledge of personal identity

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