Behind The Gun

The faces fall from a melting sky
Out grows the mouth from illusion's eye
Religion's built for tomorrow's man
Torn down to lies

Tell me father were you the man
Behind the gun last one to stand
Tell me father were you the one
Who killed the man behind the gun

Blind from the wound that never heals
While I grip deception's hand
Still forbidden to believe in God
And Hell keeping victims in disguise
Evil minds manipulate
Blacking out your eyes and living of the hate
Cut me