(Verse 1)
Phone call in the dark, no name, no face
Just an address and time, a time and place
"Bring your gear," the voice said, "Meet your team"
Long-lined in the shadows, living out a dream
Rooftop penthouse, glittering and high
A kingdom built on stolen lives, a nest of lies in the sky
The mission's clear, it's cold and it's precise
Execute the targets, and roll the fucking dice
(Chorus)
Aim, pull, pump, a steady, rhythmic beat
A symphony of violence on the concrete street
Aim, pull, step, I'm moving through the haze
A ghost inside their machine, counting down their days
Seven minutes, that's all it's gonna take
To shatter all their chains and pull the whole thing down by the stake
Aim, pull, pump, I'm clearing out the scum
'Til every last predator's been fucking overcome
(Verse 2)
Two other guys, they drop down through the floor
My job's the rooftop, that's what I'm fighting for
Slam, thunk, bang, an arm, a neck, a chest
Putting seven souls to a permanent, bloody rest
Close-up targets, sitting at the bar
Don't even know what's hit them, don't know who they are
Behind the wall, it's just a guess, a shot in the dark
Aim, pull, duck, and move, I leave my final mark
No hesitation, no emotion in my soul
Just a function to be carried out, to make the broken whole
(Chorus)
Aim, pull, pump, a steady, rhythmic beat
A symphony of violence on the concrete street
Aim, pull, step, I'm moving through the haze
A ghost inside their machine, counting down their days
Seven minutes, that's all it's gonna take
To shatter all their chains and pull the whole thing down by the stake
Aim, pull, pump, I'm clearing out the scum
'Til every last predator's been fucking overcome
(Bridge)
Thirty-four girls, in cages, filled with fear
Seven to fifteen years, I'm getting them out of here
Their eyes are wide, they don't understand
I'm just a man who's come to wash the blood from their hands
From the hands of those who took them, who thought they owned the world
I push a button, and the penthouse's secrets are all unfurled
I hit the switch, the charges blow, a fiery, cleansing light
And watch their evil empire burn away into the night
(Outro)
Push a button, and the rope comes falling from the sky
I'm flying away, I'm gone, without a goodbye
The Epstein list is ashes, just a memory, a ghost
The man who did this? He's the one you'll never know the most
It was beauty, it was steady, it was cold, and it was clean
The purging of a sickness, the most violent kind of dream
Aim, pull, pump.
The list is gone.
Aim, pull, pump.
I'm moving on.
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