15/02 Put this gun

Put this gun to my head and pull the trigger
Put this gun to my head and watch me shiver
As the cold dense exotic metal
Presses against my perspiring temple
And I feel all the feelings I dreamt years before
Come back to haunt me for ever more
And I ask you to give me the death I sought
Justice for all the pain that I wrought
When I travelled the world with sass and pride
I thought the only way was to leave them to decide
Decide whether to follow my way or be done
Force their backs to be breaking in the sun
And then I'd leave away and never care
How they'd escape, how their families despair
Because I was cruel and without hope
I was the demon others could not cope
And the hate came to me swift and true
I suffered the consecutive consequences right through
They burnt and hunted me like a beast
Proud to mount my horns and feast
Upon my flesh as  I was subject to scorn
All the way to the day I was born
I curse that day with all my heart
For it was the worst from the very start
It was a red day when blood ran thick
And people drank their sorrows and were sick
In their lovers' beds and on their sheets
Bleeding out for many weeks
You see
I was born on a cursed day
And there was never going to be a way
That I would be a man called good
A man of justice, a man who could
So now I look at you friend and plea
To end my life that is empty
I'm a soulless devil, beyond all love
A coward without the confidence of a dove
As she flies from ark over sea to shore
To bring back that single olive branch
There's not a chance
Of hope
Anymore