Like the edge of razor cutting Memories from my mind are torturing me Can’t leave me alone To keep moving on The life of assassin is killing my soul Has taken my sleep The voices still weep Of those, I have slaughtered through years of a…
Killer believes only cover with a name No trace he leaves, all the faces are the same He feels no regrets for the taking someone’s life His conscience suppressed till the target close his eyes. Die!
Killing, torturing, hear the screaming Watch the victims prey for mercy them I still see their eyes The gleam in them dies The pupils are empty still gazing on skies I’m wearing black mark My soul is dark!