Blood On My Hands

As I sit and wait for them to come for me
I think about what I have done
Now my deeds are here for the world to see
And my work is finally done
Come at me I’m not afraid
I hear the cries of the innocent (I hear the cries)
See the blood on my hands (blood on my hands)
I know that they will come to take me (they will come to take me)
Now I wait for the end (for the end)
I was called upon to carry out
A sacrifice to right the wrong
The writing on the walls that they will see
Will tell the story when I’m gon
Come at me I’m not afraid
I hear th cries of the innocent (I hear the cries)
See the blood on my hands (blood on my hands)
I know that they will come to take me (they will come to take me)
Now I wait for the end (for the end)
Squirm drowned in his own blood
Fly, be free, come
Follow me, fly, be free, come
Follow me fly, fly
What if I wake up and find
My hands are clean and dry
But red and blue lights are outside
And this blood on my hands is not mine
Not mine, not mine