Jaws Of Death

I am standing in the shadows again
The night is dark, cold is the rain
I can feel the throb in one vein
A sigh escapes with a trickle of pain

The old friends, the guns are heavy in my hands
A comfort, as I kill my way through these strange lands
I left a trail of death and pain in my wake
Let's see how much more can they take

I killed for reasons
In all the seasons
I killed whole groups
And twos and ones.

There are still bullets left in these guns
And they will last these two dying suns
There are many more of them left to kill
The jaws of death can never be filled