No remorseful reply

This happened once before
we smashed in your door — no reply
you said it wan’t you
but i put your head through your window
War without end (x2)
i know that you saw me
as i looked down to kick in your face
I tried to telephone
before i trashed your home—the strong survive
cuz i know where you’ve been
and i will bash right in your door
Bullets they fly, people they die
die right by my hand
i creep across the land — death is near
No mercy for what we’re doing
no thought to even what we’ve done
we don’t need to feel the sorrow
no remorse to the helpless one
I tried to telephone
before i trashed your home — the strong survive
cuz i know where you’ve been
and i will bash right in your door
Bullets they fly, people they die
die right by my hand
i creep across the land — death is near
No remorse