You thought I was done?
I still have a long way to 'gitter dun,
I like to make playdates last
Till I collapse from so much fun

Ye better run, the cavalry's here,
But not the good or the bad one, the one that gets ugly to strike fear,
High noon 'till a downed sun

So lets draw, steady fingers
Dont linger in my sights, unless
Ya wanna get hindered useless
By a slinger prepackaged to fight.

So, make a noise, oh so slight,
Let it lead to the height
Of the end of this night
Your corpse is so heavy here,
But not your soul when in flight

*fading away shcematics*

Sorry about the effects, im on a budget here.
Bai bai.