I drop my head and pray to something I don't know  to help me through what I'm about do.
I don't belive in god, I don't think that the Bible's  true
And evil is in you we just named it satin so we could feel pure
But as I hold my pistol between my hands, I can feel the earth  
Gather energy, sit with me and watch my life from every angle.
As Soon as pistols start to light the night with art sparks from every angle give me a glimpse of my next mark
Aimee and fire, no remorse but silence brings another course
Sit and pray that I shot  someone who needed to die today
I didn't see there face  but I saw my bullet reach in and quickly grab there souls and pull em out stand em up and have em watch as there bodys  fall limp
No life left in em, only take a quick glimpse while your arm is reaimin when the bullet falls and you hear casings clinging don't stop till there all shot an you winnin then ask again for forgiveness to feel pure till you look at yo hands and blood runs in river that forms a tear and takes years to wipe away the stain you cant see but causes me pain  every silent night every bright day