k**ing you with kindness is my game So I might live to see your sorrow Leading you with blindness to your grave With no more bitterness to borrow I've died a thousand times The battles rage on in my mind Always an eagerness for more With shields and flashing blades I contemplate my inner struggle A sound philosophy for war Leading you to endless misery Forever battling your sorrow Only in my violence am I free And I might live to see tomorrow