Fatal Paradox

Fingers taught to forget hands Hands trained to forget the heart A mark in the distance becoming a shape Their objective appears downranged

Forget who it is, forget what this was You can't cross a line, if one never does If nothing is gained, then nothing is lost Call it a game of zero sum

The dead don't haunt them One thing is guaranteed The dead don't haunt them Nothing will stop the Kill count increase Kill count increase Yeah

Always silent, observation Measured timing, heart rate reduced Chosen distance, calculation Posture controlled, no hesitation

The dead don't haunt them One thing is guaranteed The dead don't haunt them Nothing will stop the Kill count increase Kill count increase

When you're in the crosshairs, there will be no doubt Anyone can get it to increase the kill count

Anyone can get it - Praying for the day that we forever sleep Souls so rotten, none could ever keep Hungering for your pulse to cease All they want to see is the kill count increase