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ALL HALLOW'S EVIL LYRICS
"Give Guns to Children" (2003 EP)
1. Dead Art
2. Not Where You Belong
3. Fueled By Hate
4. Give Guns to Children
1. Dead Art
This is not a warning
there won’t be a sign
this could be the coming of the savior you’re all waiting for
or just a programmed response to your cries
Either way, it’s like they say
the more you steal, the less you pay
from pain to profit in a fiscal year
the money train is boarding here
This is a dead world
so welcome to the show
Rebellion tied up with a bow
art is product as you know
prepackaged for all ages to go
Garbage in, gold comes out
but if you shove it down their fucking throats
it’s platinum without a doubt
Sell your soul, ship ‘em out the door
sell your body, shift a couple more
just keep yourself in hiding
if that’s what keeps them buying
This is a dead world
so welcome to the show
Rebellion tied up with a bow
art is product as you know
prepackaged for all ages to go
2. Not Where You Belong
“This is not where I belong,” she said
the smell of sulphur in the air
“Something else is here,” she thought
The cold touch of death
and damnation’s piercing stare
All is lost where the seraph fell
a minor set back or a personal Hell?
She dug a grave in the swampy ground
Said her prayers and then laid down
I hope I die before the morning comes
I would never want to face what I’ve done
And then she prayed that the rising sun
would not reveal what she’d become
This is not where you belong
You never should have come this far
You never should have come here
But here is where you are
No matter how fast you run away
In the end we all have to pay
3. Fueled By Hate
The air in here is suffocating
yet not enough for me to care
there’s something strange about the blood on the wall
yet without it, this is too much to bear
I’m always throwing my time away
But it feels a little different today
Darkness raining down on me
from a sky awash with guilt
a fragile heart built to destroy
fueled by the emptiness from which it’s built
What comes around may quickly pass
but the stench will linger on
Everyone will suffer, everyone will pay
everyone will hurt before long
27 bullets, numbered one by one
as the candlelight grew dim
as I sat in darkness, all emotion died
a suicide within
Darkness raining down on me
from a sky awash with guilt
a fragile heart built to destroy
fueled by the hate from which it’s built
Every wound is open wide
Time has left me dead inside
Darkness raining down on me
from a sky awash with guilt
a tragic heart built to destroy
fueled by the apathy from which it’s built
4. Give Guns to Children
The rain tastes like vomit again
but gather your strength we must be brave
Now grab a fucking shovel
and dig your fucking grave
We buried your morality here
so take your children and turn them away
but there’s a lesson to be learned
if you permit them to stay
This street smells like bodies tonight
How do you smell decaying flesh
and claim there’s hope in sight?
Do we get back on the ride again
or is it time to run
This isn’t getting any safer
we should give our children guns
No one said this was easy
as you’ll find out when we’re done
So take this warning with my best intentions
We have a tendency to eat our young
So you think you can dodge a bullet?
I guess we all have to try
Just remember what I say to you
Everything you’ve ever heard is a lie
So you think you can swallow a bullet?
I guess we all have to try
Just remember what I say to you
Everything you’ve ever heard is a lie
Walking out the door, we take our lives in our hands
Now that’s what I call fun
All our little pleasantries will soon be obsolete
we should give children guns
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