First One Shot

Offed by just the man he used to know

Many years be four and twenty and veritgo

Scarlet billows he

Breaths a sigh of

The relief of a killers

And keeps his eyes up ahead

So tip your hat to the gentlemen

Or at least

Nod your head

For only he knows what stands in front of

What is medicinal at best

'cause the first one to be shot

Is the last to know

And the garden that grows apart

Is it's only soul

Don't ask me to follow suit

It's just too late now

Our god isn't what you preach

We stand up

You fool yourself but you no fool us

First one to be shot

Is the last to know

And the garden the grows apart

Is it's only soul

And the line that you stand before

Is a line that you alone draw

With the world on the killing floor

Will history not teach us all

That your god isn't

Your god isn't

Your god is no different