Ammunition - Langhorne Slim

Ammunition is for the weak

Those who speak what their masters spoke

And all of your pride you can surely keep

Full of pride though completely broke

Sweet believer, the unholy gospel

All your folks won’t teach you nothin' more than fancy words

Sweet believer, what is it that you fear?

Is it a monster or your opinion’s possibly quite absurd

You can’t have what you never felt

Cause all you’ve seen is through your stupid eyes

Remove your ugly and restrictive belt

Count your blessings, I’ll count the tears you’ve cried

Sweet believer, what have you sacrificed?

Don’t you need to bleed before you can develop thought?

Sweet believer, its more than simply life

Its all I have and all that you have seen?

Now I know that you are wrong

Now I know that you are wrong, so wrong so

Now I know that you are wrong

Now I know that you are wrong, so wrong, so wrong