Silence Above, Quiet Below

I’d gun down their undying faith
One bullet at a time just to make the world safe
Because there’s no perfect tomorrow
I wouldn’t trade
For a second chance to undue all the mistakes today
How many rounds will it take
I’ll gun down your unshakable faith
With my last bullet if it will make the world safe
From those who wash their hands of blood in his name
Waiting to be committed to the dirt
Buried six feet closer to the center of
This sick suffering world that they left to burn
As we inherit ash
How can you ask me to blieve
When th salvation that they sell
It costs too much
As we slip deeper into life’s debt
The lie grows out of hand
So, I’ll pay my own way
Because the goddamn truth is
It doesn’t matter what we do
What we do is all that maters
It doesn’t matter what we do
What we do is all that maters
Because there’s no perfect tomorrow
That I would not trade
For just one more fucking chance
To right the wrongs of today
What we do is all that matters