Lights Out Paroles

The answer is violence

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

I brought the gun
Now its 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
Brave enough
To take a step

Accept the cost
Of your neglect

Left to bleed
For your temptation

Hope the message
Served its purpose

Bludgeoned
Upon a hill of guilt

Resurrecting
Resentment that builds

Embarrassment
Becomes malevolence

Thinking ends
The answer is violence

Resurrected resentment
Kept alive by malevolence

Left to bleed
For your temptation

I hope the message
Has served its 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