some of the clouds are not clouds.
some of those jets pose death threats.
it's coming around. coming around.
some of your rights stolen outright.
sometimes lights are not lights.
the consuming fires of hell
burn this place to the ground.
burn it right to the ground.
i just write songs.
i don't carry a gun.
i want peace and safety for my
innocent sons and wife.
i just love God i don't trust in man.
armed with the truth against the wickedness at hand. yeah.
if you wanna usurp the power.
i'll be ready in a half an hour.
i'll give my life for that.
are the devils ever nervous?
do they deserve the death they serve us?
i'm still not certain of that.
sometimes brains are mundane.
entertained and restrained and sealed up tight.
all the aspartame and the video games
and the drugs in the food
keeping you subdued
so you'll never recognize
who put out the lights.
put out the lights.
i just play guitar.
i can't stop the war.
i want peace and safety for the kids in kandahar.
if you love peace and you love mercy
you're bound to cause a little controversy. yeah.
if you wanna usurp the power.
i'll be ready in a half an hour.
i'll give my life for that.
are the devils ever nervous?
do they deserve the death they serve us?
i'm still not certain of that.
we've gotta usurp the power.
the devil seeks who he may devour.
keep your life intact.
the liars in his service
conspire to make me nervous.
i am certain of that.