The Story To Tell Your Children

Smell the bodies burning

As the ash it fills your lungs

You know there's nothing we're learning

That the history books haven't begun

You say "It's human nature"

Well I say "It's no part of mine"

You say you fight for the future

I say you've just begun the decline

Shame on you for trusting the weaker one

You're feeling small so go pick up a gun

Shame on you for trusting the weaker one

You're god is small, he's nothing

Shame on you for trusting the stronger one

You're feeling small so go pick up a gun

Shame on you for trusting the stronger one

Your god is tall, he's something

Put me in my place

When all the bodies lie burning, what will be left of you?

When one god slays/saves another, who's decision was it?

Who's decision was it?

You'll need a story to tell your children