Beat of the Black Heart

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six Five, four, three, two, one, zero I give you until ten to live or die You give me until ten so it's up to me To survive or to disappear here But you think that too I know you're in my back We're both sweating (ten, nine, eight, seven, five, four, three, two, one, zero) I hear your heart beating And you feel me breathing I smell the cold steel in your hand You see my fear's white reflection in mine The beat of the black heart The beat of the black heart Give rhythm to rage, ire, and revenge The beat of the black heart Well, it's decided, ten steps Heavy breathing, sweaty palms Chose my weapon, heel-to-heel Standing on the same line My enemy is my pride, my armor is a lie Only nine steps left, and nowhere for me to hide So I'll shoot you when the countdown's done Point my weapon at you, and I know you're going down It's ironic I don't remember what is going on But I pull it, trigger of my gun is my savior Shoot you with the reasonable doubt, still I'll Shoot you just to settle our fight, it's a Too late to not kill away the hate, open up the gate Cards on the table, separate the straight and I Tell me where it leads us, what it means, and reasons What I'm here for The beat of the black heart The beat of the black heart Give rhythm to rage, ire, and revenge The beat of the black heart The beat of the black heart The beat of the black heart Give rhythm to weak honor paces The beat of the black heart I turn my cards to my game And you left me hanging Put all my faith in this duel God, don't leave me hanging With only a black heart left to the one that's standing I'ma do my last ten steps, turn around, hear me begging now Already at the seventh step And I can't accept That the future is far behind Yes I know the dawn is not enough to warm Our regrets and our lack of humbleness Only a few meters, dry, pale, dirty, pathetic where butterflies And birds are singing our stupid dead march, our ghastly countdown I turn my mind to my game And you left me hanging Put all my faith in this duel God, don't leave me hanging With only a black heart left to the one that's standing I'ma do my last ten steps, turn around, hear me begging now The beat of the black heart The beat of the black heart Give rhythm to rage, ire, and revenge The beat of the black heart, oh, hey Give rhythm to rage, ire, and revenge The beat of the black heart The beat of the black heart The beat of the black heart Give rhythm to rage, ire, and revenge The beat of the black heart The beat of the black heart The beat of the black heart Give rhythm to weak honor paces The beat of the black heart