their faces are masks that so artfully disguise the wounds in their hearts the scars in their eyes now these scars in their eyes never hurt, never bleed
my second kill Down at the park under stone under pine There's a carcass of my brother William Brother where have you gone to I swear I never thought
sides. And when it comes to this, there will be no war; there should be no pride. You've always hated what you've never known, And never loved what you were never
of my second kill Down at the park under stone under pine There's a carcass of my brother William Brother where have you gone to I swear I never thought
Live to kill Kill to live Killing for a living, killing just to live I looked across the answers, though questions didn't exist And found that I was never
me In time, when we grow older May life smile upon you dear My heart would never surely be colder Going through the years in tears... (Cold heart is bleeding