Assassin

© 2011 by Nicolas Paradis

Context: Fictive story about a cold blood hitman
Genre: Alternative Rock

{} = Back Vocals

[Intro] (Guitar: Overdrive)
*Instrumental*

[Chorus 1] (Guitar: Heavy Disto)

Aiming at the target
Whoever that might be
That's no concern to me

It's my job
Whatever you can say
To take them down {Take them down}

That's what an assassin
Does in a normal day
While you're in the office {You have no clue}

Killing the people
For whom he sees the name
Written on a piece of paper

[Verse 1] (Guitar: Clean)

He was driving his car
On the desert highway
Carrying that awesome rifle
His dead partner gave him

He missed him, but anyway
It was more efficient alone
And as he needed more money
That wasn't so bad after all {It's not that bad}

Today's objective concerns
A man with pride
Got three sons and a wife
But messed up with the wrong guys

Unfortunately for him
His head is worth a price
Otherwise he seems like a nice guy {He's a dead guy}
But that will not stop the assassin

[Transition 1] (Guitar: Overdrive)

Firing his rifle
The silencer on of course

No one will hear a sound
While the bullet starts its course

Ending between both eyes
No need for a second shot

Time to repack his gears
His job here is done

[Chorus 2] (Guitar: Heavy Disto)

Aiming at the target
Whoever that might be
That's no concern to me

It's my job
Whatever you can say
To take them down {Take them down}

That's what an assassin
Does in a normal day
While you're in the office {You have no clue}

Killing the people
For whom he sees the name
Written on a piece of paper

[Verse 2] (Guitar: Clean)

It's unnecessary to think twice
That's the only thing he can do
And he's the best of his kind
For what reason would he stop?

A few nights later
He met a woman he recognized
"She's so beautiful"
Where did he saw her? {I need to speak with her}

He stepped in
And bought her a drink
She seemed to be
Needing one badly

Her eyes were dark
The lack of sleep evident
Then he remembered the picture {No doubts, that's him}
Her husband was killed last week

[Transition 2] (Guitar: Overdrive)

He cannot let any feelings
Disturb his mind

She will pass over it
Soon anyway

Guilts would only make him weak
A weakness he can't afford

In the type of work he's doing
You gotta be as cold as ice

[Chorus 3] (Guitar: Heavy Disto)

Aiming at the target
Whoever that might be
That's no concern to me

It's my job
Whatever you can say
To take them down {Take them down}

That's what an assassin
Does in a normal day
While you're in the office {You have no clue}

Killing the people
For whom he sees the name
Written on a piece of paper

[Bridge 1] (Guitar: Clean)

Opening the door slowly
Of today's target's bedroom
She was lying with her daughter

On the parents' king size bed
Telling a story about some cat
Who was endlessly chasing a rat

He told her softly
"The story ends here"
Then fired up his favorite pistol

[Bridge 2] (Guitar: Overdrive)

She screamed
While her mother
Collapsed to the ground
With an empty gaze on her face

He took her
Muted her
Before she alarmed the neighborhood
With her voice full of sadness

She've seen his face
Can't take any chance
He'd have to take care of this
Another goddamn collateral damage

[Bridge 3] (Guitar: Heavy Disto)

The kid was not supposed
To be there at this time

The plan he made earlier
Failed in a way that he'll remember {How did I miss that?}

It was unacceptable to take
The life of this child

He should be better
Avoiding to kill young innocents {She deserved a better fate}

Next time, only the target's blood
Will soak the floor

But now that the damage is done
He needs to clean up
And get the hell away from there {I must run away FARTHER}

FAAAST!!!

[Chorus 4] (Guitar: Heavy Disto)

Aiming at the target
Whoever that might be
That's no concern to me

It's my job
Whatever you can say
To take them down {Take them down}

That's what an assassin
Does in a normal day
While you're in the office {You have no clue}

Killing the people
For whom he sees the name
Written on a piece of paper