posted on Feb, 3 2010 @ 11:40 PM
Lyrics:
The drums of war are marching in
The drums of war are marching in
The drums of war, the blood of man
We praise God with a gun in our hand
Oh church, what have we done
We hold our faith from the back of a gun
We lose our souls even if we've won
I say Lord please save us from your followers
I know, I know there's a thunderstorm comin'
I know, I know there's a thunderstorm comin'
Their all sons of uncle Abraham
Muslim Christian and Jew
We're all sons of uncle Abraham
Until the shot breaks lose
They tell me vengeance belongs to the Lord
When heaven comes and the ride is restored
When we'll possess what only grace could afford
'Til then we'll take it with our undrawn sword
Lord please save me from your followers
Lord please save us from ourselves
I know, I know there's a thunderstorm comin'
I know, I know there's a thunderstorm comin'
Left and right and black brown and white
Why does it seem to always end in a fight
Every pride's got God on their side
It was pride before the fall going on last night
Oh tell me church how could this be
A God of light to justify dark deeds
A god of poor to justify my dream
There ain't no end to justify these means
Lord please save me from your followers
Lord please save us from ourselves
I know, I know there's a thunderstorm comin'
I know, I know there's a thunderstorm comin'