Conflict of Interest...

Killer! says, Sir Gee, Tell me... are you there

Yeah, I'm here, Sir Gee... in the mind beneath Guy's hair

I'm asking you what pleasure, do you get from death

What is the thing that drives you, to take another's breath

Why do you love the blood, and all that messy gore

What is the thing that makes you send, folks knocking on Death's door

I try to see your motivation, what makes your mind go so

Spell it out for me my brother, I really want to know

Killer

The world is full of evil, crimes against mankind

Don't you see it Gee... brother of our mind

They will take from you, all the things you love the most

They have taken peace of mind, from our father-host

He worries they will take from him, his family and his friends

I am just to deal with that, that best way that he can

Strike the evil-doers down, don't let them have a chance

I have a different version, of your song and dance

Sir Gee

Aren't you as bad as they... don't you understand

You are doing evil too, with your own two hands

You pass out every sentence... are you a grand and gloried god

You don't have the right, to put them under sod

My sword, I keep it sheathed, it's only to defend

The weak and helpless people... and... and...

Killer

I think I see the glimmer, of my postulation now

Taking hold in your mind, to your consternated brow

I don't incite the violence, I just stop it 'afore starts

Take the chance away from them, by ripping out their hearts

Sir Gee

My steed with iron hooves, my sword of shiny steel

Does battle for the wronged, I make the villians kneel

I do not wish to kill them, they might change their soul

Saving them from themselves, is my other goal

Is it wrong to think they'll change, don't they deserve my hand

Should I kill the only chance, to heal the heart of any man

Killer

I will not argue further, you go your path, I'll go mine

I cannot see it your way, dirty souls won't be refined

Chase them down my brother, put them on bended knee

I'll just go on killing, slashing bashing, never set them free

I won't allow the evil, to set upon my life

I'll just take them out, with my big old shiny knife

Sir Gee

I'll pray for you my brother, that you find your peace of mind

Maybe you will find it, in spite of deeds unkind

I hope that I don't face you, for if I ever do

The evil that infects them, has taken over you

I will not hesitate, my sword will do it's job

I'll have to chop your heart out, even as I sob

Killer

Be sure that our paths don't cross, for I cannot let you win

I must keep on killing, the vessels of man's sin

You must try I know my sibling, to rid yourself of me

You are compassion's prisoner... but I am already free