Letra da Música: God Deciding - Alkaline Trio

Transgressions are made
while
cowards convey
with a demon's ear, fixed and set to
slay.

While the statue awaits
to be whittled
away
with a mock of a slogan hiding filth with fear.

Never to learn,
only to burn...and be burned.
Branded straight through slate,
clear as common day.

What shall be the mark to be made,
when we crush it
all to burn it down,
without sight, without sound?
Not
anything but a casualty forgotten in the ground.
A simple
shell, that's solemn still--without sight, without
sound.

Make a martyr,
a pedestal with ribbons of
slaughter.
Feed the altar,
stoke the fire it will take
over.

Ignore the cut... the skin with callus as well
as interest.
If all are reckless none is to profit,
none is to win it.

So who will pay for all the
tears,
all the lives, from either side?
All the years,
all the time of living blind
playing "God Deciding?"
And who will die next in line
for the lie, justified
for the rise of sitting high playing "God Deciding?"
And
who will walk away
from the rage and revenge?
Inhumane
consequence comes in time
playing "God Deciding."
And
who will fall in line to arrive,
out of sight and out of
mind?