After many years of a vagabond existence
I find myself close to you again
The opportunity arose
I would not let my efforts die in vain
The note arrived in your powder room
And your curiostiy could not refrain
So you slit the wax, unfold the note
And thought of that night in the rain

Tonight is the night and I feel it in my blood
As the whole city gathers for the opera
With pistol in hand and whiskey calming my nerves
I watch as they arrive at the gala
I push through the crowd
Though my nomad state of being draws some eyes
But it will be of no concern to anyone
The instant that that bastard dies

With the crack of the flintlock he fell through his knees
And the smoke wafted slowly through the silence
As rain washed blood into the streets
I knew I had acheived my vengeance
But you do not know me or the man I've become
Even though this day I have found you
And killed this man right where he stood
But my beloved is not coming with me

Running away shedding anguishing tears
As his blood gets cold on the ground
But all that I see and all that I know
Is a hatred, a fervor that cannot be bound

And I will raze Paris, I'll burn it all down for you
And I will slaughter the innocent, I'll smite them all down for you

My offers go unanswered
I never heard from you again
I listen for your voice
I can hear it calling on the wind.

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