Circles

Sword locked into place Look all the blood on your face On my yukata, all over my white socks You're a brave soul to have the nerve to face me Face to face, they should have warned you I don't go easy on anybody, I'm ruthless They should have warned you I love blood splatter, it's pleasing to my eye Slow movement, heavy the blade There goes your head, look at the mess I made I know better than that, should've been a clean cut Should've been all she wrote Dance of the dead, dancing on top of your grave You fought well, but you died recklessly You aura is filled with ages of sorrow and grief Your soul is crying out for a loose grip, relief You're a brave soul to challenge a boy like me But you didn't try hard enough, this is your demise Running around in circles, fatality But In actuality, you died because you were careless Gotta be more careful, gotta be more clever Save your ashes, Goyard shield on my waist Long black beautiful dreaded samurai you could never I love blood splatter, it's pleasing to my eye Back and forth slashing your limbs soon you will quickly die Soon you will quickly remember, my purpose Your fate, your destiny Running around in circles, fatality Didn't even have to take my glasses off Easy peezy, lemon squeezy, feeling kinda queezy Celebrate your death 7 days of the week Only 6 out of 7 do I really get to celebrate