A. S. M. (A State of Mind) - Duel lyrics

[Narrator] Oppressive white heat as he emerges from the forest to the planes And there awaiting him, just as he'd expected The majestic form of rongon the conqueror Eyes lock across the dusty scene They both knew this is how it was always meant to be Duel at high noon, the battle of the century Hands quiver over sword handles The sun swallowed by a flood of black cloud [Mattic as Rongon the Conqueror] An open field challenge, a battle Now witness the amazing strength, slaughter you like cattle Duel of the thunder, shadows Dark clouds overhead signal d**h within the hour [Shalim] How I've been waiting for this moment of revenge And now it's here and the air bears the stench of your foul hairs Drenched with the blood of my peers you've erased Wipe that smile off your face! [Mattic as Rongon the Conqueror] Man who you talking to? Yea I erased your whole crew and I never lose sleep about it That's how I do and I recognize you Now it's all coming back to me You succumb rapidly my revenge is naturally [Shalim] Plus you have to see I've come to be adaptable Through my odyssey and word of the oracle Saw beyond your raw warlord tactical array Must say your disease isn't curable [Mattic as Rongon the Conqueror] But durable, something your about to see When your head's on a spike and your body‘s on a tree This is treason of the King, Shalim! You disgust me All this gibberish and barking - Let's fight, stop the talking [Shalim] Walking step by step towards my nemesis The fight for life and d**h Each breath could be our last Don't fear the beast Unleash the wrath and fight! [Mattic as Rongon the Conqueror] The scepter swing counter opposite connecting blow Foot stomp, frozen stance, knee to torso Open goal side-elbow to take control Karate kick to the chest to lift you out your soul And kick dust on you, boy, you are not a man To the beast in human form with the sword in hand From out the k**ing clan the uppercut to understand I'm destroying you. Villain of the boom I've been stacking dead and innocent inside a tomb Dark green sector, ancient Hannibal Lector Weak like I always knew, you could never handle me Waltz with your brother, stand up and dance with me Rongon general, leader of the strong Pealer of your cap and plus twister of your services Never fight fair to penetrate your armour-wear with devil glares Have you shocked with a blank stare Hand to the throat, red juice, you choke Your expression is of ghost as you return to ghost I would have hoped! The king said we might be family But sh**, I don't care! Taking out a boy who's scared Exterminator, terminator, hater resonator Spirit of the escalator back to the creator Call your maker. The undertaker d**h is what I labour Vindicator of the greater, the end re-animator! [Shalim] You thought you had me there? You thought the boy's damned? I'm back to suffocate the flame in your oil lamp Catch a moist hand swift to the cheekbone Crack a rib, see a twitch, hear a deep moan The beast's soul weakening with every blow My Amulet encapsulates a steady glow The herald of half moons and terrible Territorial aims strained I swear I will put away with him Should've played kitten with another mouse Should've not come knocking at my house Or wiping out so many of the people that were near to me Now feel the consequences of your tyranny You ain't scaring me I'm tearing you apart with the artistry of combat Attacking the dark spot in you where there should have been a heart Last thoughts I deny him by slicing his head clean off!