Murderer! Blood is on your shoulders;
Kill I today, you cannot kill I tomorrow.
Murder! Your insides must be hollow;
How does it feel to take a life of another?

Murderer! Blood is on your shoulders;
Kill I today, you cannot kill I tomorrow.
Murder! Your insides must be hollow;
How does it feel to take a life? Lord.

Yes, you can hide from man, but not your conscience,
You eat the bread of sorrow, drink the wine of violence.
Allow yourself to be conquered by the serpent,
Why did you disobey the first commandment?
Walk through the valley I fear no pestilence,
God is my witness and He is my evidence.
Lift up mine eyes from whence cometh help.
You coulda never escape dis ya Judgement.

Murderer! Blood is on your shoulders;
Kill I today, you cannot kill I tomorrow.
Murderer! Your insides must be hollow;
How does it feel to take a life?

I tell you, all men are created equal,
But behind the trigger it's a different sequel.
Some are murdering people just to collect medals,
Stop committing dirty acts for the high officials.
You coulda wash your hands, until you can't wash them any more,
It is like an epidemic and you can't find a cure.
Upper class you could be rich, middle class whether you are poor,
Only the righteous won't feel insecure.
Have you ever thought about your skill getting bored?

Murderer! Blood is on your shoulders;
Kill I today, you cannot kill I tomorrow.
Murderer! Your insides must be hollow;
How does it feel to take a life? Lord.

Drinking sulphur bitters won't be bitter like your end,
Only God can help you, no family or friend.
Don't let the curse be upon your children's children,
Abednego, Shadrach, Meshach, Daniel ina the den.
Jonah in the whale's belly, but he has never condemned.
Job with the leprosy, but he still reached heaven.
He will do for you everything, He has done for them.

Murderer! Blood is on your shoulders;
Kill I today, you cannot kill I tomorrow.
Murderer! Your insides must be hollow;
How does it feel to take a life? Once more!

You hide from man, but not your conscience,
You eat the bread of sorrow, drink the wine of violence.
Allow yourself to be conquered by the serpent,
Why mek you disobey the first commandment?
Walk through the valley I fear no pestilence,
God is my witness and He is my evidence.
Lift up mine eyes from whence cometh help.
You coulda never escape dis ya Judgement.

Murderer! Blood is on your shoulders;
Kill I today, you cannot kill I tomorrow.
Murderer! Your insides must be hollow;
How does it feel to take a life?

I tell you, all men are created equal,
But behind the trigger it's a different sequel.
Some are murdering people just to collect medals,
Stop committing dirty acts for the high officials.