One Shot -

One shot to start a war

Echoes, then we come back with a dozen more

If you’re with the Scorn, you’ll be put under the floor

When the final choice is mine, better known I won’t be torn

Won’t be torn, nah

It takes one shot to start a war

Echoes, then we come back with a dozen more

If you’re with the Scorn, you’ll be put under the floor

Echoes, then we come back with a dozen more

If you’re with the Scorn, you’ll be put under the floor

When the final choice is mine, better known I won’t be torn

Won’t be torn, nah

One shot to start a war

Echoes, then we come back with a dozen more

If you’re with the Scorn, you’ll be put under the floor

When the final choice is mine, then I’m settling the score

Watch 'em talk about it, yeah

Master of crows, lacking control

Preemtively caching Guardian souls to catacombs, it’s time to go

Swallow you whole, betrayed in full

Deceptively executed, so no

Became the foe, come pay the toll

Tragedy, everytime that I’ve proven you wrong

I bet your sister’s disgusted that it’s been taking so long

Awakened soul, but you sleeping on every Guardian’s spawn

I think that it’s time that you paid for Cayde

Go and sound the alarm

Yeah

I got some Cayde left inside me

Bullet through your face, very likely

I know that you spite me

Prince of Nothing, come and strike me

Did it for your family?

Unlikely

Won’t end this nicely

It takes one shot to start a war

Echoes, then we come back with a dozen more

If you’re with the Scorn, you’ll be put under the floor

When the final choice is mine, better known I won’t be torn

Won’t be torn, nah

One shot to start a war

Echoes, then we come back with a dozen more

If you’re with the Scorn, you’ll be put under the floor

When the final choice is mine, then I’m settling the score

Watch 'em talk about it, yeah

Smack you with the back of my hand, back to the Garden

Heart is darker than the mission you sent me on, try and pardon

Any misery you caused anybody is only starting

Ace of Spades, play your card, your life is hardly a bargain

Perfectly vile, cynically smile

My epiphany is cryptically filed, rigidly trialled

Guardians as loud as symphonies piled all getting riled

Cayde was everything you miserably styled, legend exiled

Bow before me

Yeah

I got some Cayde left inside me

Bullet through your face, very likely

I know that you spite me

Prince of Nothing, come and strike me

Did it for your family?

Unlikely

Won’t end this nicely

It takes one shot to start a war

Echoes, then we come back with a dozen more

If you’re with the Scorn, you’ll be put under the floor

When the final choice is mine, better known I won’t be torn

Won’t be torn, nah

One shot to start a war

Echoes, then we come back with a dozen more

If you’re with the Scorn, you’ll be put under the floor

When the final choice is mine, then I’m settling the score

Watch 'em talk about it, yeah