Good for the Kill

[Verse 1] No wings left clean, they're soaked in red Every soul I've saved, another one's dead I stand alone where the last one fell Fighting a war that looks like hell Told I was chosen, told I was light Now I don't know wrong from right [Pre-Chorus] If I fall here, does anyone care? Or am I just a weapon they built to spare Themselves the fight — [Chorus] Is there a home for me when this is through? Or was I only ever built to break, to bleed, to do What none of them could stomach doing themselves — Tell me — is there a heaven left, or just this hell? Am I welcomed home, or just good for the kill? GOOD FOR THE KILL — [Verse 2] They sing my name but they don't know my face Behind the halo there's an empty place I don't remember the sound of peace Just the war drum where my heart used to beat I keep asking, keep asking why Nobody answers when angels cry [Pre-Chorus] If I fall here, does anyone care? Or am I just a weapon they built to spare Themselves the fight — [Chorus] Is there a home for me when this is through? Or was I only ever built to break, to bleed, to do What none of them could stomach doing themselves — Tell me — is there a heaven left, or just this hell? Am I welcomed home, or just good for the kill? GOOD FOR THE KILL — [Bridge — half-time, stripped back to just voice/strings, then explosive] (spoken/whispered) Maybe I was never meant to land Maybe grace was never in my hands Just this sword, just this blade, just this war — (full band crashes back in, scream) I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M FIGHTING FOR! [Final Chorus — bigger, layered vocals, guttural low harmony under the lead] Is there a home for me when this is through? Or was I only ever built to break, to bleed, to do What none of them could stomach doing themselves — Tell me — is there a heaven left, or just this hell? Am I welcomed home, or just good for the kill? GOOD FOR THE KILL — [Outro — quiet, just vocal + piano/strings, exhausted] No wings left clean... No home to find... Just blood on my hands And a war in my mind