Behind The Gun

The faces fall from a melting sky

Out grows the mouth from illusion's eye

Religion's built for tomorrow's man

Torn down to lies

Tell me father were you the man

Behind the gun last one to stand

Tell me father were you the one

Who killed the man behind the gun

Blind from the wound that never heals

While I grip deception's hand

Still forbidden to believe in God

And Hell keeping victims in disguise

Evil minds manipulate

Blacking out your eyes and living of the hate

Cut me