Shooting a Blackstar, песня

Give me a headshot,
Cause I can’t,
The final dot,
I don’t understand.
I wanna hear my last breath
Near my ear - again it’s not death.

You’re trying to kill me
On morning and evening,
It is like shooting a Blackstar…
But making only injuries and scars…

Why are you killing me so slow?
And at last moment I’m screaming «NO!»
Please close your eyes, pull the trigger
Make me cold, don’t move your finger.

And I’m laying, and you can not fire,
I swear I hear the Christian choir.
Angels are singing,
Birds are whistling.
Lightly bell-ringing,
But something is missing.

I missed the aim,
I missed the sense,
So, what is my name?
I’m near heaven’s fence.

Why are you killing me so slow?
And at last moment I’m screaming «NO!»
Please close your eyes, pull the trigger
Make me cold, don’t move your finger.

The death is here,
You only have last bullet.
My face is showing leer.
Touch the trigger and pull it.

I am waiting for that,
For years and years,
And it’s my demand
To face up my fears.

Why are you killing me so slow?
And at last moment I’m screaming «NO!»
Please close your eyes, pull the trigger
Make me cold, don’t move your finger.