Ch. 3: The Kiss Of Israel

Scratching at my skin
Nails to my flesh
I grind my teeth
As I clench my hand
Into a fist
Frightened eyes
Dead look stares
A quick change of mind
Life’s just not fair
I will what I can
End your life once
I cross enemy lines
Make peace with your God
No time to think twice
I’m cold as ice
I will make a path
For the rest of hell
To purge through
It all ends now