Soldier Side

Dead man lying on the bottom of the grave
Wondering when savior comes is he gonna be saved
Maybe you're a sinner into your alternate life
Maybe you're a joker
Maybe you deserve to die

They were crying when their sons left
God is wearing black
He's gone so far to find no hope he's never coming back
They were crying when their sons left
All young men must go

He's come so far to find the truth he's never going home
Young men standing on the top of their own graves
Wondering when Jesus comes are they gonna be saved
Cruelty to the winner, bishop tells the king his lies

Lying like needles
On forest earth, euphoric rush
Trees bend to break for us
I'm sputtering like cold machines
Late for the birth ritual

Ritual
Ritual
Ritual

You can climb my tail
To watch the circus
A birth ritual, a birth of idiots
Now I woke up blessed
And good strives for heartache
Marked for the death ritual

Ritual
Ritual

As you start the song to face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
And now you see your crime for every miracle
Add another drug at every birth ritual

I took the drug to make me stay
And now everything dies in shyness
The snake retreats, admits defeat
And waits for the birth ritual

Ritual
Ritual

As you start the song to face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
And now you see your crime for every miracle
Add another drug at every birth ritual

Shining like
Child's eyes
Marble size
Bright until the newness wears off

As you start the song to face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime for every miracle
Add another drug at every birth ritual

Ritual
Ritual
Ritual