[Intro – Low riff, metronome click]
Fourth time.
No rush.
No noise.
Everything in order.
[Verse 1]
Plastic laid, tools aligned, gloves fit tight, measured breath
I don’t hurry what I respect, patience sharp as death
Room prepared like sacred ground, every step rehearsed
I don’t improvise anymore, I follow what I wrote first
He never feels the moment shift
That’s the point of control
I don’t chase emotion
I complete the role
[Pre-Chorus – Low, steady]
This isn’t impulse
This is routine
I don’t feel excitement
I feel clean
[Chorus – Heavy, controlled]
FOURTH KILL—everything in line
FOURTH KILL—measured time
FOURTH KILL—no sound, no spill
Cold hands steady, colder will—GrebullG
[Verse 2]
I move slow, I move correct, every angle planned
Pulse stays even, eyes stay clear, I know where I stand
No marks left, no trace kept, nothing speaks my name
I don’t linger in the aftermath, I leave the same
Dan’s chasing patterns from another case
Someone who rushed it. Someone who broke
He’s reading files from a different mind
Listening hard—for the wrong note
[Pre-Chorus – Quieter, colder]
He thinks killers make mistakes
That’s how the last one fell
I learned what not to leave behind
I learned too well
[Chorus – Heavier, layered]
FOURTH KILL—everything in line
FOURTH KILL—measured time
FOURTH KILL—no sound, no spill
Cold hands steady, colder will—GrebullG
[Bridge – Half-time, ritualistic]
Blade cleaned
Glass poured
Hands steady
Room restored
One drink raised
No toast said
Order kept
Nothing left
[Verse 3]
I wash up slow, check once more, nothing out of place
I don’t fear the man behind the badge, he’s chasing space
Patterns only matter when someone breaks the frame
Mine are sealed in silence, identical, the same
I lock the door, I kill the lights
City hums like it should
Another night completed
Exactly how I said it would
[Final Chorus – Slower, crushing]
FOURTH KILL—everything in line
FOURTH KILL—by design
FOURTH KILL—ritual fulfilled
Cold hands steady, colder will—GrebullG
[Outro – Instruments cut, voice alone]
GrebullG