Uncross your heart, leave the light on
You're already dead
I'll climb the ice, you block the sun
Maybe this whole time they were hiding god
Tarnish your blood, and flood your lungs
Die for a man, a flag, or kingdom come
Drop another bomb on Babylon, 30,000 pounds of peace
I haven't seen the sun in weeks
And when I leave this place as fallout dust among the stars
Suture up my legacy of Bedlam and Shangri-La
Sew me back together
We came to see them clear, heard the bullets, felt their fear
We fell on our swords, only to die by the gun
So toil under Pagan suns, speak to me in pilgrim tongues
Judas all along
Drone flights through the third eye,
Dropping chemicals from great heights
Missile strikes across Damascus skies
Jonestown versus Waco versus Pharma versus Creator
Better mix and match your doses for your favourite Kool-Aid flavour
Guess it's too bad we let them change the weather
Tripped and we fell into lockstep together
Rain bombs on the east coast, you better move to the Big Smoke
It's Crown land, it's God's Hand
It's heart attacks on the third brand
Leave the light on
So toil under Pagan suns, speak to me in pilgrim tongues
Judas all along
Fly true north along the plumes
The paper sailboats on flumes
All the hell we raised is falling down to earth
I know that you're not feeling well
So climb down off the carousel
We'll heal the hate in all the people first
We fell on our swords
I heard them whispering
I heard them whisper
I heard them whispering
The devil's at your door
The Pagan sun
The pilgrim tongue
I am a man, a flag or kingdom come
