Pseudocommando - Shrapnel

For years you’ve watched

Me crawling deeper

Yet you kept on striding by

Today you’ll see the walking reaper

My forgiveness has run dry

Kill them, kill’em all

Now

The figure all in black

This time there’s no turning back

Kill them, kill’em all

Now

There’s no stopping me

When I am on a killing spree

Curl my finger around the trigger

Release from your empty life

Day of judgement I deliver

Put the bullet between your eyes

Kill them, kill’em all

Now

The figure all in black

This time there’s no turning back

Kill them, kill’em all

Now

There’s no stopping me

When I am on killing spree

The end is drawing nearer

I know I don’t have long

Everything becoming clearer

No time for right or wrong

Smothered by society

Victim of humanity

Master of brutality

Punishing the docile mass

Smothered by society

Victim of humanity

Master of brutality

Punishing the docile mass

Journals filled

With his constructions

A secret rage against mankind

His thoughts fueled by destruction

He starts his war against the blind

Against the blind

I laugh into the face of death

Exhaling my last breath

I dig the gun into my temple

Suicide is fundamental