How the West Was Lost by A Vessel of Honor

Sometimes When You Win You Lose by A Vessel of Honor

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How the West Was Lost
by A Vessel of Honor

Album: Sometimes When You Win You Lose

High noon rings out
The city streets fill with crowds
To bear witness to the fight
They stand on soapboxes and speak with forked tongue
They condemn only creed
They spray judgement forth Against a method of belief.
Like bullets killing hope.

While they watch, you fight
They could be saved
You waste your breath
On petty fights when your words
Should offer grace
Should offer grace

As the dust clears
The streets appear
Covered in the dead
And all their lost souls
Lay scattered among
The wreckage

How do you feel
Now that their lives
Are hung around your necks?
While you fight
Their anxious lives
Are slipping through your nets.

Nets mended with
Doctrine.
Fragile.
Based on nothing but itself.

When at last your regret
Fake forgiveness offered
To only those you choose
Will it be too late
For those who could be saved
Who could be saved.

Your reflections in
Your own pools of blood
Show you are wounded more
By your own religious guns.

Your reflections in
Your own pools of blood
Show you are wounded more
By your own hands.