Bayonetta 2

Through the chaos, her heels strike sharp Dodging flames with a devil’s spark Brass and bullets light the skies With every move, she tantalizes A kick, a spin, the tempo’s fire Her moves a symphony, never tired Grace and grit, she sets the stage The battlefield becomes her cage (X2) Lights fade low, and the shadows creep A witch’s song in the dark runs deep Demons summoned, her smile’s sly The moon reflects in her wicked eye. The fight’s a dance, each step precise Cutting foes like a blade through ice. Her fingers snap—time slows its beat Bayonetta makes the battle sweet Foes collapse as her guns take aim The battlefield’s no match for her game A twist, a dodge, she claims her throne A witch in combat, reigning alone (X2)