Текст (слова) песни: black label society - Horse Called War
If the end be a comin` I soon be a bummin` All you Jesus freaks I hope you`re wrong I`ve got so much left to live for All these religions without God`s supervision All you Jesus freaks you kill yourselves All in the name of the Lord
You`re gonna meet your maker Soon he be comin` to town You tear the horse a comin` Mercy on your soul when you`re found
Been out ridin` Ridin` a horse called war Ain`t no denyin` You can`t bury a horse called war
All of this hatin` Just social masturbation All you Jesus freaks we need you now What the hell are you waiting for Through all the pollution Ain`t seen no solution For you Jesus freaks that ride the horse called war
You`re gonna meet your maker Soon he be comin` to town You hear the horse a comin` Mercy on your soul when you`re found
Been out ridin` Ridin` a horse called war Ain`t no denyin` You can`t bury a horse called war
Everyone`s talkin` But nobody`s walkin` We keep feedin` It keeps eatin` We`ll be down, down, down on the killin` floor
You`re gonna meet your maker Soon he be comin` to town You hear the horse a comin` Mercy on your soul when you`re found Been out ridin` Ridin` a horse called war Ain`t no denyin` You can`t bury a horse called war
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