The Stupendium - The Second (2021 Remaster) lyrics

There's a shape in the shadows
There's a chill in the air
But he won't let you get rattled
You won't know that he's there
There's no way to do battle
When you're caught unaware

One blink and he'll be gone
And you'll be dead in your chair

Or was he even there? Can you even prepare?

For a reckoning a second
Into catching the glare
Of a barrel when the bullet's
Already in the air
Or the chemicals already have
Your vision impaired?
As you try to place the
Face of that sommelier
When you're gonna win the race but


Find the brakes aren't there
On a knife's edge
Placed between the fumes and the flare

The last breath with a glove in your hair

He's a master of disguise
He's an artist with a knife
He will catch you by surprise
Just a quack and you ignite
There's no faster a demise
Were you happy with your life?
'Cause it didn't have the time left
To flash before your eyes

No one ever recalls the second
They first come across 47
Because before you've drawn a breath in
47's got you on the floor forgetting
If you could only pause a second
Can't stall destiny
Halt what's meant to be
No protection we, all get reckoned the
Cause of death will be 47

You can tighten violence by refining
The appliance of it

Open up your eyes to find the
Sight of an appliance dropping

Right into the bath without a chance
To even try and stop it
Blur behind the curtain and it's
Curtains on your crime biopic

The same as yesterday? Oh
There's a new chef today
I'm sure he can prepare that very
Rare fish in that special way
Also, we can't find the guy we
Hired just to test your plates
Plus, all of your henchmen went
And left to go investigate
The sound of a coin on the ground
And not a shred of evidence
Will ever be found
Take a trip to the facilities
With no one around ain't it tragic how a
Man can accidentally drown?
You've locked the door
You're in your most secure of quarters when

It's been a little while since
Your security reported in
A sudden force and then you'll wish
You'd brought your snorkel in

They find your body bobbing in
A mortuary of porcelain

No one ever recalls the second
They first come across 47
Because before you've drawn a breath in
47's got you on the floor forgetting
If you could only pause a second
Can't stall destiny
Halt what's meant to be
No protection we, all get reckoned the
Cause of death will be 47

No one ever recalls the second
They first come across 47
Because before you've drawn your weapon
You're already taking that fall from heaven
If you could only pause a second
Can't stall destiny
Halt what's meant to be
No protection we, all get reckoned the
Cause of death will be 47


Most people went to bed and
They simply never woke
Take solace in the knowledge that
Your death will be bespoke hand crafted
All wrapped up in leather as you choke
Every execution executed excellently so
Any single person could be 47 lurking
He could be working in Burger King
Strychnine in your onion rings
Snuffing out your underlings
'Fore you get to wondering
You'll be bloodied
Stuffed into a cupboard in your underthings

The last creak as you
Stand beneath the chandelier

It's the gas leak when
You're candlelit for atmosphere

It's the last beat as your
Heart receives the formula

The red streak when the
Beam hit's your cornea

The mouth feel of your unintended last meal

The weapon test where you forgot
To check the blast seals
The sunset as your body's doing cartwheels

Straight over the edge of a ledge
Or it's the hard steel

Scraping on your ribs as
You shiver and expire
It's the first red fleck
On your impeccable attire

It's your throat torn to shreds
As you're dying to respire

As your fingernails are fighting against
The tightening of the wire

It's a second to forgive
It's a second to forget
Every second you have lived for
This second of regret
Every second is a gift so
Be careful how you spend
'Cause the second that you've met him
Is the second that it ends