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No remorse
There’s no love in your heart
Sorrow you do not believe
Empathy is far-gone
You’ve become cold. Thirsty
Thirsty for blood
And the money it brings
You kill for it
Souls of the innocent
Taken to the heavens
While you collect for the deed
Their innocent faces
Never cross your mind
Innocent pleas for life
You never replay
Never thoughts of them
No remorse for what you have done
Sorrow you do not believe
Empathy is far-gone
You’ve become cold. Thirsty
Thirsty for blood
And the money it brings
You kill for it
Souls of the innocent
Taken to the heavens
While you collect for the deed
Their innocent faces
Never cross your mind
Innocent pleas for life
You never replay
Never thoughts of them
No remorse for what you have done
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