

(ahhhh) A leather binding in the cold dark light
A stroke of ink to end the endless night
He writes a name to cleanse the stained street
But power makes the fragile heart beat
Steps in the shadow,
a second mind wakes
Calculating every move he takes Who holds the scales?
Who pays the cost?
In this cold game,
the soul is lost
Who is the god of this broken land?
Writing the fate with a mortal hand!
Two brilliant minds in a deadly chase No one can run from
the final page! (justice!)
Behind the mask of the law he hides
A brilliant trap where the truth collides
Watching the pages, counting the breath
They trade their moves in the shadow of death
One spark of light in the cold machine
The thinnest line that was ever seen
Is this salvation or the ultimate fall?
The final name will consume us all
Just a name on the paper... (ahhhh)