No Remorseful Reply (Beatallica)

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 War without end 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 No remorse