Post Samurai from Apocalypse Kid by Post Elvis

Draw your weapon upon no blind sessions
Freak the fourth man and forget mild impressions
The guns they pull out are like god’s own hand
pull the trigger and turn a mans soul to sand

Red eyes dart over to the shooter full flexing
reflecting the shine of a curse the he’s hexing
No more right arm, his gash keeps spillin'
some say that his spine then turns chillin'

One flick of the sword and the other his sash
making bones melt, turning them to mash
Madness releases with chaos ensued
"Oh no" said one “there goes the neighborhood”

[Some days, some nights, some live, some die, in the way of the samurai]

[Post Samurai]

Strike a sword slash
counter with a gun flash
legends never die
only save for the whiplash

take out your whole crew with a sword match
leave em dusted hot ash and make the record scratch

Walk away with no sound emotions
wind howling loud, no cause for commotion
Metal click of his sheath and then
A God comes in a reaps his soul again

I’m telling you now So I wont tell you later
take a gun out and become Darth Vader
there's a saying among the samurai
live like a fool or die by the fire

[Some days, some nights, some live, some die, in the way of the samurai]

[Post Samurai]

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