Can you see my *******, Death well old friend that is for you how many times have we met do you know, I've lost count yet here I am again somewhat alive and well
So my old friend I plan oh yes, I plan my death not in the heat of battle not in the throngs of war not this time old friend I did dodged that bullet
I give it ten years maybe if luck prevails as long as this machine holds up then my sweet nefarious friend me and you will meet again remember my nemesis you again will bow to me