Lyrics

What is the spirit of being if To kill with cold-blooded steel and then forget? It's a mystery to me, I know what I have seen It's a mystery to me, how can I just let it be? My innocence makes me sick My innocence, my ignorance Makes me sick Innocent Me ??? death incorporated, it's real People having no more than they can steal It's a mystery to me, I know what I have heard It's a mystery to me, I react as if I was dead My innocence makes me sick My innocence, my ignorance Makes me sick Innocent Me