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Pass The Ammunition (© 2001 Dan Lee Lyrics) Pass the ammunition boys, and praise the Lord, you can stand with us now or go to Betty Ford. We are waiting for you, just beyond the Great Divide, by the abyss, whose arms are open wide ... You cannot follow two gods you can only follow one, will it be the father, now, or will it be the son? The war gods of the past have got you hypnotized, turn around and break the lock of your father’s eyes. What do you think that you’re fighting for and what must you protect? what’s written in the code of war that makes it worth your neck? You’re fighting for the crop and you are fighting for the seed, but the field on which you war has grown old and gone to weeds. There is just the story now and the law it falls away, it cannot keep the timing now, without night and day. You are just the story now and all the roles you play, you are all the actors now and all the things they say. You’re the only cop in town and you’re the only priest. You left what would release you, waiting at the feast. You have to make the choice now, ritual or war. Sacraments don’t work when you don’t know what they are for. |
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