Lyrics

I'm as empty as a ghost, fires in my feet I was never innocent, I was only me I run to the mountain to see what I've done This is my consequence, me and my gun Don't blame the Devil for the evils of men He'll gnash his teeth before you But he won't bind your hands You can eat from his garden 'til your stomach's upset But the judgement's on us, lest we forget But the judgement's on us, lest we forget I'll bleed out ignorance 'til my soul is well I cry for my brothers, but they prayed me to Hell I run to the valleys to keep far from the light This is my monument, this is my fight Don't blame the Devil for the evils of men He'll gnash his teeth before you But he won't bind your hands You can eat from his garden 'til your stomach's upset But the judgement's on us, lest we forget But the judgement's on us, lest we forget
Writer(s): William Wilkerson, John Kirk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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