Mercy
And as the willow leaves on the willow trees keep it shakin', as they do
I'm gonna side-step 'em over this mountain and walk on waters blue
Because the cretins lie and the police spy
Waitin' for a miracle to come their way
When they could and should've easily
Turned their head unto the sky and pray
They say, "Father, please have mercy for what we done"
Let sleepin' dogs lie in the burnin' sun
As the vultures spin and the culture's sin
Lay waste to all we've come to know and love
Well, and now honor and truth's a mile-long in the tooth
Yet it's veracity we're dreamin' of
So the broken smiles and the token milestones
Come to make us all just what we are
As we squeeze the souls snugly into the molds
Unfit to harness but a shooting star
We pray, "Father, please have mercy for what'n they done"
Let lyin' dogs burn in the sleepin' sun
Burn 'em up!
Whoo!
Here we go!
Now the willow leaves, once as thick as thieves
Wilt away with all our hopes and dreams
Well, and a shadowy voice gives illusion o' choice
All to silence the endurin' screams
And so we face the dawn with a pistol drawn
And repugnance burnin' in our soul
Well, and the fury at hand storms from jury to stand
As we draw near to the final toll
We sing, "Father, we won't have mercy for what you've done
Father, we'll never forgive you for what you've done
Father, I'll never forgive you for what you've done"
Goddamn!
I'm gonna side-step 'em over this mountain and walk on waters blue
Because the cretins lie and the police spy
Waitin' for a miracle to come their way
When they could and should've easily
Turned their head unto the sky and pray
They say, "Father, please have mercy for what we done"
Let sleepin' dogs lie in the burnin' sun
As the vultures spin and the culture's sin
Lay waste to all we've come to know and love
Well, and now honor and truth's a mile-long in the tooth
Yet it's veracity we're dreamin' of
So the broken smiles and the token milestones
Come to make us all just what we are
As we squeeze the souls snugly into the molds
Unfit to harness but a shooting star
We pray, "Father, please have mercy for what'n they done"
Let lyin' dogs burn in the sleepin' sun
Burn 'em up!
Whoo!
Here we go!
Now the willow leaves, once as thick as thieves
Wilt away with all our hopes and dreams
Well, and a shadowy voice gives illusion o' choice
All to silence the endurin' screams
And so we face the dawn with a pistol drawn
And repugnance burnin' in our soul
Well, and the fury at hand storms from jury to stand
As we draw near to the final toll
We sing, "Father, we won't have mercy for what you've done
Father, we'll never forgive you for what you've done
Father, I'll never forgive you for what you've done"
Goddamn!
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Edward Sawicki, Mark Alexander Holycross, Joshua Joseph Lemieux, Mark Joseph Chandler
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