You Rape These Precious Splendours

If you squeeze the trigger something more than what happens will happen! If you decide that's what you've got to do? It's not just a body you kill It's a life with memories and people It's people you don't know whose hearts you break It's pictures on the wall of smiling faces A voice so warm to someone, somewhere you take - to deafen them with lonely silence forever Someone's memory of an helpless baby face - you rape these precious splendours. If you squeeze the trigger your life will never be the same The sun will dull even on days when it's shining The stars won't glisten anymore for you You'll forever hear the sound of demons calling.