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