Find no love in flesh but only weapons 
The ones that do the most damage 
There is no peace in life, but only death 

If I believe good wombs have borne bad sons 
Then I have no qualms using my gun 
I only love the things that I can hurt 

Taking baths in all of the bloodshed 
From the shots I put into your head 
I'll shoot and break my nose from the blow 

What doesn't kill me makes me wish I was dead