Классика жанра! Старая, добрая классика. Вернее, нестареющая ;)

Out on the street I'm stalking the night
I can hear my heavy breathing
Paid for the kill but it doesn't seem right
Something there I can't believe in
Voices are calling from inside my head
I can hear them I can hear them
Vanishing memories of things that were said
They can't try to hurt me now

But a shot in the dark one step away from you
shot in the dark always creeping up on you

Taught by the powers that preach over me
I can hear their empty reason
I wouldn't listen I learned how to fight
I opened up my mind to treason

But just like the wounded and when it's too late
They'll remember they'll surrender
Never a care for that people who hate
Underestimate me now

But a shot in the dark one step away from you
shot in the dark not a thing that you can do
shot in the dark always creeping up on you

But just like the wounded and when it's too late
They'll remember they'll surrender
Never a care for the people who hate
Underestimate me now

But a shot in the dark one step away from you
shot in the dark not a thing that you can do
shot in the dark always creeping up on you