[Intro]
You want smoke? I bring coffins, no bluff,
Pull up to the fight with a shovel — that’s tough.
Scarlet eyes glowin', pain in my soul,
I’m the last of my kind, and I’m losin' control.
[Verse 1]
Red eyes like rage incarnate,
You take one breath wrong, I’ll scar it.
Chains on my fingers, death on command,
I don’t fight fair, I make demons disband.
Y’all hunt treasure, I hunt names,
Your greed is cheap, mine’s laced with flames.
Blood spilled for the clan I lost,
Now every fuck I gave been tossed.
Eyes stolen, souls traded for gold,
I sold mine too — just colder and bold.
I don't care 'bout justice, I want revenge,
I’ll torture you slow 'til you meet your end.
[Hook]
I ain’t here to fight, bitch — I’m here to dig graves,
Shovel in hand, chains swingin' like blades.
Say a prayer, motherfucker, I don’t need your love,
Just your last breath while I’m lookin' above.
Scarlet rage, drip blood like it’s wine,
Cross me once, I’ll make sure you die nine.
I’m a one-man clan with a goddamn goal,
Rip your soul with a chain, drag it straight through coal.
[Verse 2]
I walk in silence, but the screams echo loud,
Every Phantom fake finna bleed in a crowd.
Nen on lock, Chain Jail cold,
Talk tough now, but you’ll fold when I hold.
Can’t even touch me unless you fit the curse,
So I built my Nen like a fuckin’ hearse.
Specialist mode, I made my terms,
You die slow, and your sins still burn.
This ain’t mercy, this is art with blood,
A requiem played in a crimson flood.
Don’t call me a hero, that shit don’t fit,
I’m the grave digger, and I’m lovin' this pit.
[Bridge]
Don’t ask me to stop, don’t ask me to feel,
I gave up my soul for a fate that’s real.
I don’t smile, I don’t blink, I don’t forgive,
I just chain-wrap death so my people live.
[Hook]
I ain’t here to fight, bitch — I’m here to dig graves,
Shovel in hand, chains swingin' like blades.
Say a prayer, motherfucker, I don’t need your love,
Just your last breath while I’m lookin' above.
Scarlet rage, drip blood like it’s wine,
Cross me once, I’ll make sure you die nine.
I’m a one-man clan with a goddamn goal,
Rip your soul with a chain, drag it straight through coal.
[Outro]
Kurta blood ain’t dead, it’s sleepin’ in me,
And when I pull up with that shovel — you’ll see.
This ain’t vengeance, this is fate on a leash,
I’m your executioner, bitch — rest in peace.