Take That Gun - Live
Well, they know your crippled mind
Where a heart beats you are blind
When you breath it's cold as death
You can break their necks and bones
You will fear their ashen souls
You will get to feel God's wrath
Oh brother, look 'em in the eye
They stop the beast or die
Take that gun - Lord, raise your children from the dead
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
When the deepest blue turns bright
And black turns into white
Salvation is so near
We shall neither rest nor run
'Till your hate is overcome
Salvation is right here
Oh brother, look 'em in the eye
They stop the beast or gonna die
Take that gun - Lord, raise your children from the dead
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
Take that gun - Save nothing of this devil's land
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
We shall neither rest nor run 'till your hate is overcome
Take that gun - Lord, raise your children from the dead
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
Take that gun - Save nothing of this devil's land
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this
Motherfucking head
Where a heart beats you are blind
When you breath it's cold as death
You can break their necks and bones
You will fear their ashen souls
You will get to feel God's wrath
Oh brother, look 'em in the eye
They stop the beast or die
Take that gun - Lord, raise your children from the dead
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
When the deepest blue turns bright
And black turns into white
Salvation is so near
We shall neither rest nor run
'Till your hate is overcome
Salvation is right here
Oh brother, look 'em in the eye
They stop the beast or gonna die
Take that gun - Lord, raise your children from the dead
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
Take that gun - Save nothing of this devil's land
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
We shall neither rest nor run 'till your hate is overcome
Take that gun - Lord, raise your children from the dead
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
Take that gun - Save nothing of this devil's land
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this
Motherfucking head
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Writer(s): Andreas Eichenauer
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