Nameless

I walk into town dusty without the Consideration of nomenclature Ghost of my background, ghost of intelligence Special Air Services, I am the bitter end And as the dust clears, over my shoulder Factions in action, having a go at me They mock my battle dress , pick at my patches They hate my black shirt and northern accent I have a plan to get close to you, close to you I have a plan to get close to you, close to you Turn on my heels to, face my critics. I destroying Tahktis 1, 2, 3, 4 Abbas and Leila can't help but notice me Enemy of my enemy, gets my attention Brother and sister, offer me millions Protecting house of red Trillions of flowers Mapping meticulously, plot points and transitions The plot is thickening, and almost perfectly I have a plan to get close to you, close to you I have a plan to get close to you, close to you Not by my name, but by what I've done, what I've done I have a plan to get close to you, close to you