Never Understood (The Mob)

I love the sound of blood that trickles from my head And stains the bodies of the people lying dead Who gave their lives to something never understood They don't know where They don't know when It's happening again My shadow pulls across that empty floor Discarded remnants of that age and more[?] Who gave their lives to something never understood They don't know where They don't know when But now it's happening again And as I fight to find an empty place The yawning gap amongst the bodies fits my face I gave my life to something never understood never understood never understood never understood