Foundations To Burn

Justify, as if it were our right to say Now decide, which liar you trust and which one chose our fate Fed in time as a choice we think we're making It's the guns that we know vs. the guns we never will When illusions burn where will we be left standing Still with the guns that we know vs. the guns we never will Pacify, with false hope of safety within Never mind that they were never there where could we begin We call upon god for which killing's permitted, And then brag out loud that our side made the grade We better pray, with this as our position Our wrongs don't come back and burn us down to the ground And what gives us the right to judge without reprisal To strike retaliation and wash our hands of blood And who gave us the crown to claim that we're divine Without needing repentance and drive them into hell