Gentleman Death - Wrathchild America

If killing brings guilt, does guilt bring shame

Am I blessed or possessed

Should I lay to rest or live my death

In power, fortune, and fame

Hypnotize, mesmerize

Every night pray to god

Doesn’t mean a thing

Face of stone, jewel-like eyes

Immortal power surge

Visualize, terror rise

Give in to the urge

Hypnotize, mesmerize

Every night pray to god

Doesn’t mean a thing

At dawn he sleeps, no faith he keeps

Afraid to close your eyes

Immune to mercy (gentleman death)

Out go the candles of life

Intoxicated on lifeblood (gentleman death)

In comes the darkness

Trapped in flesh that won’t decay

No warmth, no sun, no day

Everlasting life, downhill slide

Paid vacation, free ride

Mirror lies, reflection hides

Every night follow me

Offer up a prayer

I’m as real as god can be

Now it’s your turn