A Bullet Named Christ - Wednesday 13

Lost in a familiar place

This channel will not change

This feeling’s all too strange

It’s like home in many ways

Got nothing left inside

Onto the darker side

Into the darkness we ride

On a bullet named Christ

They swarm us all like flies

Don’t know the wrong from right

There comes a time to decide

I’ll choose the darker side

Got nothing left inside

Onto the darker side

Into the darkness we ride

On a bullet named Christ

Into the darkness we ride

On a bullet named Christ

Into the darkness we ride

Into the darkness we ride

On a bullet named Christ

Into the darkness we ride

Into the darkness we ride

On a bullet named Christ

Into the darkness we ride

Got nothing left inside

Onto the darker side

Into the darkness we ride

On a bullet named Christ

On a bullet named Christ

On a bullet named Christ

On a bullet named Christ

On a bullet named Christ