Wars to Win and Wars to Loose

After ages of war I try to compensate, 
for the lifes that I took in anger. 
Sad reminder of death's been so hard to erase. 
Might aswell just go with hatred. 

My failure, my failure, my failure was I killed my saviour. 

Nothing left to win, nothing left to die for. 
Nothing left but sin, and a wish to die. 

Celebration of peace is just hypocrisy, as it's not my real intension. 
I'm reloading my guns to go another round. 
I see death as my own invention. 

Creation, creation, creation of my own damnation. 

Nothing left to win, nothing left to die for. 
Nothing left but sin, and a wish to die. 

Innocence, my innocence is gone. 

After ages of of war I try to compensate, 
for the lifes that I took in anger. 
Sad reminder of death's been so hard to erase. 
Might aswell just go with hatred. 

My failure, my failure, my failure was I killed my saviour. 

Nothing left to win, nothing left to die for. 
Nothing left but sin, and a wish to die. 

Innocence, my innocence is gone.