Maker / Breaker

The air is thin, the night is quiet
You have reprieve from my design
So take a seat, sign on the line and enjoy the ride
I have a name that some malign
The reasons which some people cry
Then go to war, come home to die - an alibi

It all seems tangible and I know why
I hold life's mandible, avert your eyes
Children running - I name their price
The wheels keep turning on the road to

I'm in your homes, I'm in your streets
I lay with the dead, nuzzling their cheeks
The art of war
The art of lying
Are you scared?

It all seems tangible, and I know why
I snap life's mandible, look in my eyes
Children burning - I named their price
World stops turning



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Bicchieri
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