Paroles de Invisible Gun

It's everywhere and nowhere Lurks in some wicked hearts You'll know when it's ended But not when it starts So glamorous in the '70s Put your gun back in its holster Reality is death and blood Not a Che Guevara poster It's pointing at you - the invisible gun Do you put your hands up or turn and run Pointing at your children - the invisible gun Draw a line in the sand while you still can The cruel lead the weak It's the bigotry of religion No questions ever asked And no quarter ever given You know every trick You cover all the angles But you're easily offended By a vulgar display of ankles Living in a dark age Relishing the screams Fear and panic spreading Cowardice in extreme Referring to your book Like a good pilgrim should The assassin's mask is soaked In martyrs blood