| A sense of peace was falling on the universal night | |
| And it gave me a pause to reason why I live | |
| To never cease the calling of the consequential right | |
| And it gave me cause and reason why they give | |
| The first thing I remember was the shadow 'cross my heart | |
| And they matched the beauty hidden in their soul | |
| The next was 'cross the universe, as it came apart | |
| And the sum of the parts became whole | |
| Stalking and hunting, profession in blood | |
| Working the night to a throne | |
| Chalking an outline, experience must | |
| Invisible, never alone | |
| I can take you anywhere | |
| Take all that you give | |
| I can free you from despair | |
| Killing just to live | |
| Live to kill | |
| Kill to live | |
| Killing for a living, killing just to live | |
| I looked across the answers, though questions didn't exist | |
| And found that I was never alone | |
| We cut away the cancer and continued to resist | |
| But the outcome of the night remained unknown | |
| The next thing I remember were the years across my face | |
| And they matched only the beauty of scars | |
| The next was 'cross the universe into time and space | |
| And to know together, we'd have to go too far | |
| Bleeding a nation, casualty time | |
| Breaking the back of the core | |
| Promised salvation, a casual crime | |
| Feeding and ****ing the whore | |
| Make my living on borrowed time | |
| I make the clock stand still | |
| Keep my hands 'round what is mine | |
| Living just to kill | |
| Live to kill | |
| Kill to live | |
| C'mon, now, kill a little kindness, give the worst of your best | |
| C'mon, now, and shake a little madness, put the dead to rest | |
| I can give you reasons, 2-5 to the bone | |
| They can give you all you ever wanted | |
| When you're far away from home | |
| C'mon, now, kill a little kindness, give the worst of your best | |
| C'mon, now, and shake a little madness, put the dead to rest | |
| So as the plot will thicken and time is not a friend | |
| The blessing comes but one in a life | |
| Across the crowded universe that hastens to an end | |
| Through memories of one time in a night | |
| And what will I remember through the by and by | |
| To have and hold and turn about the chill | |
| That this was not the pause to die | |
| But to live to kill |