Lights Out

Brave to claim I've lost my way
Shamed
I lay and plot the pain

I brought the gun to show and tell
Thinking ends, the answer is violence
All eyes on the holy one
Preaching the word of his bastard son

Yeah

I brought the gun, now it's show and fucking tell
Kicked down the wall between past and present Hells
Loaded, I admire your attempt to tame my temperament
Bend on trial made to stand and test abandoned regret

One round to determine your denouement
Bear the cost of neglect for sentiment
Parade the flag of blinding ignorance
Trading words for a wound in your chest

Brave enough to take a step
Accept the cost of your neglect
Left to bleed for your temptation
Hope the message served it's purpose

Bludgeoned upon a hill of guilt
Resurrecting resentment that builds
Embarrassment becomes malevolence
Thinking ends the answer is violence

Yeah

Resurrected resentment kept alive by malevolence
Left to bleed for your temptation
I hope the message has served it's purpose

All eyes on the holy one
Preaching the word of his bastard son

You're brave to claim I've lost my way
Shamed, I lay and plot the pain

It's not necessary to lay a foul tone on me, my friend
I could get upset, things could get out of hand