Lyrics to When Frank Dux Sold Out
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If you confide in me some diplomatic secret
Hidden eyes, not samurais will surely see it

Documented on the eternal scroll of the silenced
Carve your name into your grave; torture science

It's too late; the shadow's gone before you know it
The girl of my dreams taken from me, reduced to a target

I am broken, I am strained
Training everyday
Perfecting strategy
Hands of fate

Big mistake, you're going to pay
You should have known not to fuck with me

Outside the fortress walls, I wait in the rain
One by one I pick them off putting their techniques to shame
Rivaled by my dragon style and
Slain by my Hanzo blade
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