This man came to me he was looking for action Putting a blade to my neck He said: Call me the butcher cause thats my trade And you know that Ive come to collect.
I said Hit me now and we'll see where it leads
Cut me out if you think I will bleed
Strike me down If you think you're a man
Cause I know that you don't understand...
Because there is no weapon There is no blade
You wonder why I'm not afraid? I've erased all of my fear of the grave You'll never kill him that lives inside of me
He looked into my eyes, all he saw was conviction Dropping the blade to the earth I said, How could you think that I'd ever retreat? You know that I'm already dead.
