True Believer - clipping.

Gods

Flesh is hanging in sun

Purple sky and this war

Women shooting their guns

Men protecting their shores

Running red as these ships

Made for cargo and death

Is a taste on the lips

Kissing any ground left

To the sky with them all

Not a one left on land

Traded in for steel hauls

And they singing like:

True believer, that I know when I’m goin' home

True believer, that I know when I’m goin' home

True believer, that I know when I’m goin' home

I’ve been afraid

Three siblings have been to the gods

And they fight as siblings do

The world was only water then

The universe was fresh and new

And poisoned food

Once just to see what he would do

He vomited the sun which dried

The water leaving land and soon

After came moon

And stars and animal

And man of many hues

The white one in the image of

A sickly god

Would get his dues

True believer, that I know when I’m goin' home

True believer, that I know when I’m goin' home

True believer, that I know when I’m goin' home

I’ve been afraid

Man walks moon

And he makes time come to a standstill

One gloved hand

Diamonds are flickering like candles

This one slip

Registered worlds away

In vandals

Raised to find

This race of beings that could handle

Time inside other bodies

So they could sell it

The one thing

In the universe

No one held yet

Gifts in blood that had been shed as long as time had

Time and he are inseparable in his mind, sad

He must carry the burden of being the one

That time chose

Situates him in front of the gun

Talk that talk

Stay outta the head and become the best

Then times stops

And finally there he be, rest

True believer, that I know when I’m goin' home

True believer, that I know when I’m goin' home

True believer, that I know when I’m goin' home

I’ve been afraid