You're not the Alpha Omega
I want my Heaven but Heaven's not real (they said, they said)
Give me the pastor of violence illusions are false but yours is the best (they said, they said)
He gave me my answer with reason instead
We used up the powder, blew it into your graves
Just give me away, just give me away
Give it your best son but you’ll fail in the end (again, again)
He gave me my answer with reason instead
We used up the powder, blew it into your graves
Just give me away, just give me away
I close my eyes hear the world turn to dust
I use a gun and put it to our name
I am a fan of all the angels, flying round my head
But I can’t see the light
I’ll whither, wither here
It’s you, it’s you, it’s you, it’s you
It’s you, it’s you, it’s you, it’s you
It’s you, it’s you, it’s you, it’s you
It’s you, it’s you, it’s you, it’s you