I sleep alone and lie awake at night   Ponder my wrongs, wonder what was right   Was given the word, the one I lived by   Was handed a sum without face, by my hand he would die      Need not act, never cared for forgivness   Ask only one, where to look in his eyes   Was given word to dish out somewhere   And hide the fact he would die with my guise      When I was done   Return for one more   To my neighbor   Kill his brother without a sense of remorse      So don't propose   This is your calling    Even Christ could not keep you alive      Then I return, back to my home   For them I do this   While they look at me as a noble   Was not an act, to me it was business   I never asked if it was even the score   The dual life, I kept all in me   Through the door, I would put it behind      Poor little eyes   I beg they won't see   A man's final breath   Or hear the cries as he begs for mercy      I won't propose   This is my calling   Even Christ could not keep me alive