I look at myself
And see something strange
I can't recognize myself
Images from the past disturb me

I have no regrets
I can still smell his blood on my hands
No regrets?
What made me pull the trigger?
I would do it all again

I am the killer that God's created
My conscience will be free
God wants to forgive me
Few would understand
There's nothing to comprehend
He's instructed me to be a sinner

I am not afraid of the aftereffects
I like to kill
I have no regrets
I can still smell his blood on my hands
No regrets?
I would like to pull the trigger again