[Verse 1 - NoneLikeJoshua]
It's the only swordsman that you heard about
Catch me in the forest
And nobody hears a word you shout
See the fog was pourin' in
Like your friends weren't around
Sorry, your life is shortening
It's just my line of work for now
Breaking your neck and I'm making a stack
Cause my village I'm killing and taking it back
For the blood I was spillin'
From one hundred children
To hunting these ninjas
Like a maniac
I am the demon
To drown you by sea if
The water prison won't unlock for you
The blade that I'm sheathing
I don't even need it
When I'll be teamin' up with Haku
[Verse 2 - Connor Quest]
Orphan born to the land of water
Father always had a backwards sorta
Mind when it came to the Kekkei Genkai
Neck sliced when they tried to have me slaughtered
Give me a name and plan for torture
Take out man when we answer orders
Needle tossed it can pass through organs
Grace and force when I handle swords I
Pierce with a pin point strike
In your parts like a pike
Never dance on the ice
Might slip on your arse
See an icicle, and the ice’ll cull
While I hide behind this mask of mine
Owe my life to Zabuza, his weapon, head strong
I’d say that your survival rates are thinner than my senbons
It's the only swordsman that you heard about
Catch me in the forest
And nobody hears a word you shout
See the fog was pourin' in
Like your friends weren't around
Sorry, your life is shortening
It's just my line of work for now
Breaking your neck and I'm making a stack
Cause my village I'm killing and taking it back
For the blood I was spillin'
From one hundred children
To hunting these ninjas
Like a maniac
I am the demon
To drown you by sea if
The water prison won't unlock for you
The blade that I'm sheathing
I don't even need it
When I'll be teamin' up with Haku
[Verse 2 - Connor Quest]
Orphan born to the land of water
Father always had a backwards sorta
Mind when it came to the Kekkei Genkai
Neck sliced when they tried to have me slaughtered
Give me a name and plan for torture
Take out man when we answer orders
Needle tossed it can pass through organs
Grace and force when I handle swords I
Pierce with a pin point strike
In your parts like a pike
Never dance on the ice
Might slip on your arse
See an icicle, and the ice’ll cull
While I hide behind this mask of mine
Owe my life to Zabuza, his weapon, head strong
I’d say that your survival rates are thinner than my senbons
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