Torn between his lover and the gun Another god
another mother Weeps to justify the damage done I wonder through the lies and dirt I wonderwill the meek inherit all the earth? As truth collides with propaganda Just another victim on the run The world outsideall fluff and candour Seeks to justify the damage done No wonderso much pain and hurt I wonderwill the meek inherit all the earth? I think there may be..a war in heaven Paradise beneath the smoking gun As every saint and small town saviour Race to justify their chosen one I wonderas our world collides I want to reach out there Across the great divide |
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