God Is A Gun Songtext / Lyric

A wounded world

An absent creator

Empty prayers

Fly through the air

Like burning paper

There's a monster

In the garden

You call him God.

There's a monster

In the garden

Eating you alive.

The only religion I know

Is dripping from my pen.

The only religion I know

Is my lips kissing her skin

Out of the darkness

Wolves will come.

Out of the dark

The wolves will come.

God is a gun

And the bullets are free

God is a gun

And it's targeting me

God is a gun

And the bullets are free

God is a gun

And it's on a shooting spree