A Bullet For Pretty Boy - Revision:Revise lyrics

We are at the end of the rope With nowhere to run We can blame it on ourselves We are the blind Scriptures have revealed the facts Satan has a hold of us We found a reason to believe Grasp this truth Behold the truth We sit and wait for the worst to come We have to claim what's ours Rebuke the wicked And break these chains Nothing can hold us down Appalled by the truth What's a lie We sit and wait for the worst to come We have to claim what is ours Open your heart My words wont be hollow