The Meaning Of The Word
Come and sit with me awhile
Darlin' I can't sleep again
It's the same old nightmare
does this madness never end?
All the hatred I've known
All these scars upon my heart
Just when I think it's over
That's when it always seems to start
Does your god
Demand the blood of innocents?
What kind of monster do you serve?
Don't talk to me
Of all the things you claim are holy
You don't know the meaning of the word.
Right down through the ages
Doesn't matter what flag they fly
Those who love power
Don't care how many must die
The flowers of evil
Bloom on every faith
Take a prophet of peace
And twist their words into hate
Does your god
Demand the blood of innocents?
What kind of monster do you serve?
Don't talk to me
Of all the things you claim are holy
You don't know the meaning of the word.