An ocean of sorrow, an ocean of hate,
an ocean of death, just leaves me irate,
in the blood of the innocent spilled,
I see all the pain it will damage and kill,
hearts all a broken, a desolate place,
the battlefield’s is mourning play on her face,
I see the tears fall of her eyes,
and I slip away into my demise,
to shed off all my dark sins,
I turn to the gun, my savior, my din.