Katanagnosis

You are probably not the overman,
And neither am I.

You are probably not a ruthless warlord,
And I know I'm not.

You are probably not as cool as you try to look,
I know I look like the opposite of cool.

You don't know me,
but I do know you.

Do you know the katana?
The katana knows you.

I'm cut, I cut,
I cut, I'm cut,
I'm cut, I cut,
I cut, I'm cut

I never parry
I do not defend
Attack, attack, attack
Attack, attack, attack

Let masks be shed
Your mask or mine

Let truth spill out
Your blood or mine

I'll do, or I'll die
But I will not honor a lie
Nor lie without honor
Would I ever lie to you?
Then strike me down!
My truth has already died.

My faith is katana madness.
My ideology is the pain of cringe.
My philosophy is aggressive paradox.
I cut ideology down with a katana.
Katana. Katana. Katana.

Even when I don't have a katana,
Even when I am not a samurai,
Then,
Especially then,
I am a samurai swinging a katana.

I'm cut, I cut,
I cut, I'm cut,
I'm cut, I cut,
I cut, I'm cut

You are probably not a samurai,
And I am delusional enough to say I am.

You probably did fuck Stacy at prom,
And I was studying the blade at the time,

You don't know me.
But I do know you.

Do you know the katana?
The katana knows you.

Katana. Katana. Katana.

Attack!

I'm cut, I cut,
I cut, I'm cut,
I'm cut, I cut,
I cut, I'm cut

Do you know the katana?
(Katana. Katana. Katana.)
Do you know the katana?
(Katana. Katana. Katana.)
Do you know the katana?
(Katana. Katana. Katana.)

The katana knows you.