Lyrics Weapon of God - The Taxpayers

Weapon of God - The Taxpayers
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Weapon of God, artist - The Taxpayers. Album song "God, Forgive These Bastards" Songs From The Forgotten Life of Henry Turner, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 18.06.2012
Record label: Asian Man
Song language: English

Weapon of God

Dead black meadows, crimson waves
These broken nightmares onyour plate;
Believe me, I am a weapon of god too
Crumbled bones inside a sock
The ticking of a busted watch
Thestorm is a thunderous, dark applause
And my love is locked in a pitbull’s jaws
Believe me, I am a weapon of god too
(Bridges burn and children scream — their faith is shaken so easily
But not mine.
I’m made of concrete beams, you’ll see.)
Dead black meadows, crimson waves
These broken nightmares onyour plate;
Believe me, I am a weapon of god too
Cats are screaming out in back;
They’ve all been stuffed into gunny sacks
The Johnson boy started selling crank
This neighborhood has gone to shit
But listen I am a weapon of god too
Believe me, I am a weapon of god too
Believe me, I am a weapon of god too

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Artist lyrics: The Taxpayers