How do you make room for the guilt
Protective measures or premeditated pleasure
Countless hours designing power
What's the purpose
A million lives
There ain't no chance we're gonna get by
Your deadly designs
How do you justify your passion?
What's the skill creating to kill
Is there a purpose
A million lives
There ain't no chance we're gonna survive
Your deadly designs
Was it the money
Was it just a job
Was it a challenge
Do you claim fear
There you are still sitting still
Designing just to kill
