The guns i carried,
the people i shot,
the blood on my hands and
the nightmares i get every night
i slip into the world of dreams.
Are all that defines
how much of a sinner i am.
Lord the creator
of heaven and Earth,
forgive me!
for i have sinned before you.
I am a sinner, i know
because murder
has been my daily bread.
I do not need judgement
from a living,
breathing human being,
but from he
who has created all
that is present
before our eyes.
i deserve to be punished for
I am a sinner
I am a sinner
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