assassing

• marillion'un fugazi albümünden bir parça... klibi o dönem için son derece teknolojik düşünülmüş olsa gerek... şimdi seyredildiğinde 3. sınıf ajan filmlerini anımsatsa da fish'in makyajı steve tyler^*'a ilham vermiş gibi...
  
  i am the assassin, with tongue forged from eloquence
  i am the assassin, providing your nemesis
  on the sacrificial altar to success, my friend
  unleash a stranger from a kiss, my friend
  no incantations of remorse, my friend
  unsheathe the blade within the voice, my friend
  
  who decorates the scarf with the fugi knot
  who camouflaged emotion in a thousand yard stare
  who gouged the notches from the family tree
  who hypnotised the guilt in career rhythm trance
  
  assassing, assassing, assassing, assassing
  
  listen as the syllables of slaughter cat with calm precision
  patterned frosty phrases rape your ears and sow the ice incision
  apocalyptic alphabet casting spell the creed of tempered diction
  adjectives of annihilation bury the point beyond redemption
  venomous verbs of ruthless candour plagiarise assassins fervour
  a friend in need is a friend that bleeds
  let bitter silence infect the wound
  
  you were a sentimental mercenary in a free fire zone
  parading a hollywood conscience
  you were a fashionable objector with a uniform fetish
  pavlovian slaver at the cash till ring of success
  a non com observer - i assassin the collector - defector
  
  so you resigned yourself to failure, my friend
  and i emerged the chilling stranger, my friend
  to eradicate the problem, my friend
  unsheathe the blade within the voice
  
  i am the assassin
  i am the assassin
  
  and what do you call assassins who accuse assassins anyway, my friend?