My Way (With an Axe]

"They ask me if I have regrets. If I look back on the things I've done and wish I'd chosen differently. The answer is no. No regrets. No second thoughts. I did it my way. With an axe."

And now the end is near.

And so I face the final curtain.

I've lived a life that's full.

I've swung the blade. I've felt the power.

I did it my way. With an axe.

Regrets? I've had a few.

But then again, too few to mention.

I did what I had to do.

I planned each bloody scene.

I did it my way. With an axe.

My way. My way. With an axe.

I never followed any tracks.

The voices sang. The voices led.

I swung the blade. I lost my head.

My way. My way. With a blade.

The only promise that I made

Was to myself. To the voice inside.

I've loved. I've laughed. I've cried.

I've watched the bodies multiply.

I've held the face of everyone

Who ever taught me how to run.

But running wasn't in the cards.

So I stood still. I took the swing.

I watched the blood. I heard them sing.

I did it my way. With an axe.

"You ever look at your hands and wonder how they got so red? I don't wonder. I don't wash. I wear the red like a crown. That's my way. That's the only way I know."

The voices ask me why.

I say "because the world is lies.

And the blade is the only thing inside me."

I faced it all. I stood my ground.

I swung the axe. I watched them fall.

I did it my way. With an axe.

No regrets. No tears. No fears.

The blade is the only thing that's ever been my home.

My way. My way. With an axe.

I never followed any tracks.

I did it my way. I did it right.

I swung the axe into the night.

My way. My way. The end is here.

The voices sing. The voices cheer.

I did it my way. With an axe.

I did it my way. I never looked back.

"That was 'My Way.' No regrets. No second thoughts. I did it my way. With an axe. And I'd do it again. I'd always do it again."

"My way. With an axe. That's the only way I know."