Out of the shadows of the corners I can’t see
A stalking phantom sneaking out and near to me
Knife in the dark or a garrot I can not say
Is coming near me and its order is to slay
The assasin does his job. There is no pain
Here in ankh morpork they’re saint
No need to scream, no need to run
They’re much too good. The job is done
No need to scream, no need to run. The job is done
No need to scream. I have no breath and all what’s left
To me is death. I have no chance, never had
It is his order and my fate, now I will die
But there’ll be no pain and no need for me to sigh
The assasin does his job. There is no pain
Here in ankh morpork they’re saint
No need to scream, no need to run
They’re much too good. The job is done
No need to scream, no need to run. The job is done
The assasin does his job. There is no pain
Here in ankh morpork they’re saint
No need to scream, no need to run
They’re much too good. The job is done
No need to scream, no need to run. The job is done
The assasin does his job. There is no pain
Here in ankh morpork they’re saint
No need to scream, no need to run
They’re much too good. The job is done
No need to scream, no need to run. The job is done
