The truth was obscure, Too profound and too pure, To live it you had to explode
I don't think there's enough guns.
I believe in you, even though I be outnumbered.
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land where justice is a game.
Get jailed, jump bail, join the Army if you fail.
Well the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount, But nothing really matters much it's doom alone that counts.