Lividity

Find no love in flesh but only weapons
The ones that do the most damage
There is no peace in life, but only death
If I believe good wombs have borne bad sons
Then I have no qualms using my gun
I only love the things that I can hurt
Taking baths in all of the bloodshed
From the shots I put into your head
I’ll shoot and break my nose from the blow
What doesn’t kill me makes me wish I was dead