I look at myself And see something strange I can't recognize myself Images from the past disturb me I have no regrets I can still smell his blood on my hands No regrets? What made me pull the trigger? I would do it all again I am the killer that God's created My conscience will be free God wants to forgive me Few would understand There's nothing to comprehend He's instructed me to be a sinner I am not afraid of the aftereffects I like to kill I have no regrets I can still smell his blood on my hands No regrets? I would like to pull the trigger again