Trigger Discipline

You’ll never see it coming

Just before you can react

It’s gone for now and never

And no way for turning back

I count repulsive sins of war

With my finger motor skills

By the rhythm of my beating heart

By the rushing of my boiling blood

Mutilated praying angels

Grace is not provided

Bullets break consistency

Won’t stop until you died

I got no trigger discipline

Cause I’m the chosen one to kill

I got no trigger discipline

Humanity begins to tip

All life becomes so meaningless

All matters now and here

I curse and mock my gracious mother

Giving birth to me

Mercy just a misconception

Bullets justify redemption

Unbridled hatred has unfold

Incursion shall devour your souls

Monstrous anger of the guns

Beneath condemption of your eyes

A treasured blade that smeared with blood

Will always keep the virgin shine

I got no trigger discipline

Cause I’m the chosen one to kill

I got no trigger discipline

Humanity begins to tip

A blasting charm, about to burst

Marauding tyranids

Beat it down before it sins

No trigger discipline

If I’m riding fast enough

I can escape damnation

Lack god-given sympathy

Enjoy the kind creation

I got no trigger discipline

Cause I’m the chosen one to kill

I got no trigger discipline

Humanity begins to tip

Good and evil

Love and hate

Reproduction and extinction

Friend or foe

Man or beast

Believing or denying

No trigger discipline