Kill on Command

I am a toy of madness
I have no conscience
And my job brings death
I have no sympathy
I’m jacketed by cold steel
And guided by a quiet hand
You will not see me, not hear me, but feel me
You can’t see me, can’t hear me, but feel me
I am a bullet to kill on command
Guilty or not, it doesn’t matter
I will not play with you
I am a bullet to kill on command
If I’m close to you or far away
It’s in the hands of my teacher
You know nothing of my order
And I ask no questions
You will not see me, not hear me, but feel me
You can’t see me, can’t hear me, but feel me
I am a bullet to kill on command
Guilty or not, it doesn’t matter
I will not play with you
I am a bullet to kill on command
I am a bullet to kill on command