Swastika

If I would let you into my heart

Would you thank the lord would you tear it apart

And if words could talk the monster down

Would you leave it alive or go in for the strike

And if dark were over thrown by the light

Would the night turn to day

Would it all turn to gray

And if time could tell you whose in charge

Would you follow their lead?

Would you plot their defeat

Gains before sorrow came

Gains far less

Evil brought stronger eyes

Stronger eyes

My sight is terrible son

Terrible son

But I could hear you from

Miles away

If violence was all that you knew

Would you seek the whole truth

Or stand next to the troops

And if fever were to swell the whole land

Would you paint yourself red

Or put ice to it's head

And if Jesus were to rise and to slay

Would you tell him to go?

Would you ask him to stay?

And if you would let me into your heart

Would I thank the lord

Would I tear it apart.

If flesh could crawl back to the bone

From terrors

Build tiny sacred biolimbs from the marrow

(Then) the pilot may stand or talk

Like a fellow

But he's nothing more then pieces

Over a hollow

It is the same exact team

It is a walking pathway

And once your headed down it

There ain't no turning back

Our words are cautionary

Because words are fun to say

You've got a lot to carry

But once your there you stay there

They arrived at my bed

Holding things they'd like to show

After all

They still cling

To my eyes

And the words that they said

That still echo through my mind..

They're the words I couldn't find

On my own