Songtext von dark heaven

I could call it a scripture I could let silence linger I could lose faith you Just let the sinners pull the trigger (hey) Weigh the blood in carats (hey) Judge by power not merits (hey) Turn the dead to numbers Keep on spilling guts for tariffs Gather round children sing hallelujah (Honor) (Honor) (Honor) (Honor) (Honor) I used to stare at the cross And cry out for God But I'm not the person I was Dying inside I wish I could drift away I'm so tired of hurting I'm in dark, dark heaven Dark, dark heaven I should be the speaker I can point the finger You just bless the gun and Teach the young to pull the trigger Weigh their grief in carats Worship flags not merits Turn the dead to numbers Keep on spilling guts for tariffs Gather round children sing hallelujah (Honor) (Honor) (Honor) I used to stare at the cross And cry out for God But I'm not the person I was Dying inside I wish I could drift away I'm so tired of hurting I'm in dark, dark heaven Dark, dark heaven You watched us burn If we sing hallelujah If we sing, would you save us? I used to stare at the cross And cry out for God But I'm not the person I was Dying inside I wish I could drift away I'm so tired of hurting I'm in dark, dark heaven Dark, dark heaven (Honor) (Honor) (Honor) (Honor)