Boysetsfire - A Far Cry lyrics

Find myself through the sight of a gun And selling war never looked so fun Stand in line for the latest attraction Dressed in murder like it's hip and in fashion Walked in like we own the place (Bright light corpse) Trigger pressed down, sweat is cold (Rain down fire) Bodies burn with babies in their arms (Love as trash) Hope is where the heart can die (What we bring) Son into heir They made me my bed to lie Find myself through the sight of a gun And selling war never looked so fun Stand in line for the latest attraction Dressed in murder like it's hip and in fashion Finding ways to be a god (Where's my gun) Where the blood can drown my soul (Rain down fire) All I wanted was destination (All I got) All I got was all I gave (Hope as sh**) Son into heirs They made me my bed to lie Find myself through the sight of a gun And selling war never looked so fun Stand in line for the latest attraction Dressed in murder like it's hip and in fashion Give up because you'll never justify the blood on your fingers The bullsh** look of concern The cover ups lie and the bloated corpse Of a system that is begging to burn Surrender Surrender ... Oh Lord, our father My young patriots Idols of our hearts Go forth to battle Be though near them With them In spirit We also go forth from a sweet peace of our beloved fireside To smite them both Oh Lord, our god Help us to tear their soldiers to bloody shreds With our shells Help us to cover their smiling fields with the pale warmth Of their patiriot d**h Help us to drown out the thunder of their guns with shrieks of their wounded Writhing in pain Help us to lay waste their humble homes With hurricanes of fire Help us to wring the hearts of their unoffending widows With unavailing grief Help us to tear them out roofless With their little children To wander unafriended In the waste of thier desolated land and rags And hunger and thirst Sports (?) of the sun, flames of summer And icy winds of winter Broken in spirit Worn with prevail and pouring Need for the refuge of the grave and denied it For our sake, who adore thee Lord, bless their hopes Blight their lives Protract their bitter pilgrimage Make heavy their steps Water their way with tears Stain the white snow with the blood of their wounded feet We ask it In the spirit of love Of Him, who is the source of love And who is the ever faithful refuge And friend of all that are sore, beset and seek his aid With humble and contrite hearts Amen I want to find the water That will wash this whole damn slate clean Break down Break up We sleep in what we create Right now, I'm living so much hate Right here, my sins have all been paid To you Your friends And for your sake Dirty and so depraved My knees have bled to hold you here But now I've lost the taste For lies force fed as time well spent Right now, I'm living so much hate Right here, my sins have all been paid To you Your friends And for your sake Dirty and so depraved And if another angel says 'Just grin and bear it' I might be forced to smash his head Against the wall And never sin again And if another angel says 'Just grin and bear it' I might be forced to smash his f**ing head Against the wall And never sin again Against myself Or trust in anyone Write me off For suffering It's a joke I give up