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Death hue falling on the faces of the streets lost children as the mortar fire broken in
Nights cold, slipping through the cracks, breaking through the walls of crumbling plaster
Hunger gnaws, I can feel its claws, but the pain of a bullet would burn much hotter
In the spot light mounted on the cannon of the tank that prowls
Holy war, oh deliver me, rest my fear, I cannot see
Nameless, but I know the faces of the kids I slept in Jezebel's lair with
Thoughtless, breaking my bread ‘tween the mine fields flowers and gullies with daisies
Nights cold, slipping through the cracks, breaking through the walls of crumbling plaster
Hunger gnaws, I can feel its claws, but the pain of a bullet would burn much hotter
In the spot light mounted on the cannon of the tank that prowls
Holy war, oh deliver me, rest my fear, I cannot see
Nameless, but I know the faces of the kids I slept in Jezebel's lair with
Thoughtless, breaking my bread ‘tween the mine fields flowers and gullies with daisies
Some times I can find some rations that a solider let fall when the wind or life left him
Some times I can find a gun or a pistol or a knife to use
Holy war, oh deliver me, rest my fear, I cannot see
My eyes are blind, my body is lame, my family is gone
In my god's name, Holy Wars
Nameless, faceless, but a tear or a dollar won't buy my justice
Fearless, clothed less, then a war torn child should sleep or focus
Once I watched as a cannon slot fell through the stained glass window of a church on my street
Once I sat on a steeple now laying in the church yard’s playground
Some times I can find a gun or a pistol or a knife to use
Holy war, oh deliver me, rest my fear, I cannot see
My eyes are blind, my body is lame, my family is gone
In my god's name, Holy Wars
Nameless, faceless, but a tear or a dollar won't buy my justice
Fearless, clothed less, then a war torn child should sleep or focus
Once I watched as a cannon slot fell through the stained glass window of a church on my street
Once I sat on a steeple now laying in the church yard’s playground
Holy war, Holy war, oh deliver me, oh deliver me
Rest my fear, rest my fear, I cannot see, I cannot see
My eyes are blind, holy war, my body is lame
Oh deliver me, my family is gone, rest my fear
In my god's name, I cannot see Holy Wars
Holy war, oh deliver me, rest my fear, I cannot see
Holy war, oh deliver me, rest my fear, I cannot see
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