Lyrics

I lost my sense of Wonder a while ago But I maintain a childlike sense of Hatred I aim it at myself, most of the time But I get bored Fighting a war With just one sword And no shield I need an Enemy That isn't me You can be my new recruit I'm make you hate me so I can hate you We can fight the same old war that's always on the news ... On my better days I tell myself it's good to know Just how bad the losing side feels But Empathy's no match for Victory Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, maim, kill