Lyrics to "I Want My God and I Want My Guns"

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Lies! O victimless reapers;
Weave in to night their cunning and sick illusion of Christ.
Dire! O visionless dreamers;
Blinded and sleepless.

Anxious anticipation;
And when death takes you,
You’ll wish that life had been more precious
(to you, won’t you?)

Fire! We’ve burnt all your steeples;
Engulfed in purifying flame.

Pray! No one is listening.
Gray! Deadly and glistening;
Dull glassy eyes judge human lives.

Slay! Your God commands it.
(Take me home)

Hypocrisy!

I want my God and I want my guns
To cling to.

Pilgrims to the church of the atomic bomb:
Bearing their crosses,
Armed to the teeth.

I want my God and my guns
To cling to.
(Religiously)
I want my God and my guns
To cling to.
(Desperately)