In Hell Songtext
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In Hell Songtext
We are the martyrs
We die for murderers
We are the martyrs
We die for murderers
We are the martyrs
We die for murderers
Been waiting for years for the hand of god
Mercenaries travel in groups
On the back of truck beds
To pick off women at will
And put the gun to their heads
Like they′re all just theirs for the taking
While your sick god is too busy keeping the free market alive
How could you ever make me bring a child into this world
Through searching eyes
That just stare at me for answers
But like a nation himself
He's divided in two By his own hopelessness and delusion
You′ve been watching us swim in a sea of broken glass
Yeah you've been watching us when we've got diamonds in our nails
And no one knows it′s me on the screen
No one knows it′s me at all
Why couldn't I have just fucking died
There′s no room in hell
For any of the shit you believe
There's no room in hell
For any of the shit you believe
So I just stare out into the west
Into the land of the bastards
I don′t think that you have enough money to keep yourselves at bay
Though somehow it seems you've collected it all
And you′ve been watching us swim in a sea of broken glass
And you've been watching us when we've got diamonds in our nails
No one knows it′s me on the screen
We die for murderers
We are the martyrs
We die for murderers
We are the martyrs
We die for murderers
Been waiting for years for the hand of god
Mercenaries travel in groups
On the back of truck beds
To pick off women at will
And put the gun to their heads
Like they′re all just theirs for the taking
While your sick god is too busy keeping the free market alive
How could you ever make me bring a child into this world
Through searching eyes
That just stare at me for answers
But like a nation himself
He's divided in two By his own hopelessness and delusion
You′ve been watching us swim in a sea of broken glass
Yeah you've been watching us when we've got diamonds in our nails
And no one knows it′s me on the screen
No one knows it′s me at all
Why couldn't I have just fucking died
There′s no room in hell
For any of the shit you believe
There's no room in hell
For any of the shit you believe
So I just stare out into the west
Into the land of the bastards
I don′t think that you have enough money to keep yourselves at bay
Though somehow it seems you've collected it all
And you′ve been watching us swim in a sea of broken glass
And you've been watching us when we've got diamonds in our nails
No one knows it′s me on the screen
Writer(s): Grant Mcfarland, Carson Slovak, Ricky Armellino Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

