The West

Discovery, they said
Of a land full of souls
Destiny, they cried
Over someone else's home

This is how the west was won
Game of chance, disease and guns
In the new world live monsters of old
Still repeating sins they know

Building malls over blood
There are graves under streets
Foundation of lies
We're taught to believe

This is how the west was won
Game of chance, disease and guns
In the new world live monsters of old
Still repeating sins they know

This is how the west was won
Game of chance, disease and guns
In the new world live monsters of old
Still repeating sins they know



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Clapper
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