Come On Kill Me!

Come on kill me! You have the dragger And I have the soul We both have our means We both have our goals You, the symbol of evil Gather your courage Strike with the might When you see my soul Ah, now you wonder When I say my soul You like to play with the body You enjoy deceiving You, rebel, the outcast You hit below the belt Yet you say I am the courageous. Your silly invitations are your weapons Your preach treasury You show the ways to usury Gather your weapons Give a last try Why keep waiting for the opportunity You must come and strike now Before my soul departs saying goodbye