The Chariot - The Bullet Never Lies, And Time Will Prove All Things. (an Allegory Of Unfaithful Jerusalem) lyrics
"Well then, I hope that you recieve this letter.
I passed by and I saw you. Kicking about in your own blood.
Stand, form, grow, are the words I spoke.
Promises are what I gave."
How soon we all forget.
"Like mother, like daughter."
The seas of lament have found their home,
dancing around, amongst your bones.
Hello America, where is your fortune?