The Company, The Comfort, The Grave - The Chariot

Go, walk backwards

Say goodbye to what’s right

Understanding

What makes this

What makes us

What makes us right

God save this gun slinging generation

«Tell God I will return in the morning.»

Oh, oh

This Christ you preach

I know

But who are you?

Your hands are tied to blind men

Whose hands are tied to blind men

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This pistol is my ministry

Woah

This pistol is ministry

Mine, oh

This pistol is ministry

Woah

This pistol is ministry

Woah, mine, oh