There’s a light
There’s a light from my past that remains frozen
In time, i call it hope and
I watch it become fallen
Fruit and then
Stolen by men who claim they’re god’s hand
And i’ve been told to trust them
But look what trust has gotten
My god’s land
This is god’s land
Or at least that’s what they told me
I still don’t understand why young boys drop dead like rotten peaches
Backlit at the street’s end
Or hanged in sunless alleyways
Their skin they mined for beaches
Then dug in time for campaign
This is god’s land
Or at least that’s how they wrote it
My friends don’t understand why i don’t bow down for hopeless creatures
Sounder with their guns drawn
They dawn their bloody buttoned shirts
And if i don’t speak up then i could be the next one hurt
This is god’s land
This is god’s land
This is god’s land
This is god’s land
This is god’s land
Or at least that’s how they wrote it
My friends don’t understand why i don’t bow down for hopeless creatures
Sounder with their guns drawn
They dawn their bloody buttoned shirts
And if i don’t speak up then i could be the next one hurt
I walk down in the evening there’s no light out
The darkness holds no spine now
I wonder if i’m being watched or spied down
Town where my people live in fear it’s
Not screams of joy you hear it’s
That anxious, dreaded feeling
Is it healing or
Killing more, killing more, killing more or less
Another quota to meet to be victorious
There’s no creature in this land more vicious
Than the man who reaches for the power to be glorious
At the expense that we regress from the interests of the people who need this, demons
Lurk out like hyenas while behemoths
Live in peace and leave my city here in pieces
Can’t you hear us? can’t you see us? whose land is this?
This is god’s land
Or at least that’s what they told me
I still don’t understand why young boys drop dead like rotten peaches
Backlit at the street’s end
Or hanged in sunless alleyways
Their skin they mined for beaches
Then dug in time for campaign
This is god’s land
Or at least that’s how they wrote it
My friends don’t understand why i don’t bow down for hopeless creatures
Sounder with their guns drawn
They dawn their bloody buttoned shirts
And if i don’t speak up then i could be the next one hurt
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
This is god’s land or at least i’d like to believe
It’s never too late
If you’re still here, i’ll tell you a secret
I won’t die until i see the dawn break on my homeland
Cuz this was never their land
This was ours
This is god’s
This is god’s land
This is god’s land
This is god’s land
This is god’s land
Or at least that’s how they wrote it
My friends don’t understand why i don’t bow down for hopeless creatures
Sounder with their guns drawn
They dawn their bloody buttoned shirts
And if i don’t speak up then i could be the next one
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