Tristania

I go where I'm sent
Twisted and bent
These facts I relate to now
I live by the sword, serving my time
Bloodstained and deadly now
Now there are things yet to be done
To shoot the monkey off your back
I'll let you die like this
And kill you one more time
And as my target's blown away
Another's lurking in the shades
I can't believe this shit
I'll kill it one more time