Gentleman Death (Wrathchild America)

If killing brings guilt, does guilt bring shame Am I blessed or possessed Should I lay to rest or live my death In power, fortune, and fame Hypnotize, mesmerize Every night pray to god Doesn't mean a thing Face of stone, jewel-like eyes Immortal power surge Visualize, terror rise Give in to the urge Hypnotize, mesmerize Every night pray to god Doesn't mean a thing At dawn he sleeps, no faith he keeps Afraid to close your eyes Immune to mercy (gentleman death) Out go the candles of life Intoxicated on lifeblood (gentleman death) In comes the darkness Trapped in flesh that won't decay No warmth, no sun, no day Everlasting life, downhill slide Paid vacation, free ride Mirror lies, reflection hides Every night follow me Offer up a prayer I'm as real as god can be Now it's your turn