There's gory war
Guns and Oh
It's like hounding alarming rage
With pistol sets, side to side
With a purity in hate
Surrounded by the power
It's a cold world
To make it just a little way
Think about tomorrow
Guns, keys, and marks take away my sanity
Would you take it anyway to watch the men be free
Diggin' the day, he's earned the right
To sit in the seat of range
With guns to watch, battle play
He joins with outstretched hand
Palms that sweat and itchy finger
He sits and bides his time, yeah
No time to ponder or reflect out loud
No common law flashes of side
Enter in the ball and
Enter in the game
The gates are locked and
[Escalating vocal - unintelligible]
Too sure. Ya go home.
There's something in the air
Mr.'s familiar... someone anywhere
The size of your mora
No mortar will play
The song of society
It's too loud in here
The testing is over
They're laughing for real
Waiting is only so
Move through the hills
Darkness of another kind
Cloaked over me
You'll find yourself alone
That's harder than my kill
Judgement day, depart now
Fulfilled your money there
Find a deeper shelter
Find a deeper rage