Weapon

I am the weapon
Built from deception
Guided by your desire

I am the knife
I fall from the sky
There's nothing to tame my fire

I'll grieve no more but wound your conscience
And break your bones
I'll grieve no more but wound your conscience
And break your bones

Chorus:
The mess
You made
Of me
Is coming to
Knock you off your feet
And spilling your blood will keep me sweet
And spilling your blood will keep me sweet

I am the gun
My war's just begun
I'm strong and I have no fear
I am the weapon
Built from deception
Guided by your desire

I'll grieve no more but wound your conscience
And break your bones
I'll grieve no more but wound your conscience
And break your bones

Chorus

I'll grieve no more but wound your conscience
I'll grieve no more but wound your conscience

Chorus x2