Lyrics of Suite Bergamasque Claire De Lune No 3 - Oceans Thirteen

Driving compulsion to find a constraint
In my psyche the range is expanding
I can put the blade through his neck, but his mind won't stop vocalizing
Iron translucent reflects a new moon
Outraged, he's no longer staring
His density starts tenderizing
Their immortality is proved wrong
I see he feels the pain
Calmly, he awaits a conclusion
He feels pity for me, for they can see the future