Baal screams, and he starts to believe, you’ve got to fire and run, you’ve got to fire that gun.
Drowns out sound, with a voiceless round. You have to fight to live, you have to fight.
Fire that gun and then you say the words “Rest in peace”, but rest in peace means restless sleeps.
Please, turn and run. If he dies, funerals tie.
Voices unheard, they kindly say, “He doesn’t have to die, please listen to me”.
“Put down your rifle, run for your life.”
Run.
The darker crimes of day, at night they fade away.
As I stand in light the truth will surely shine.
“Baal.”
And all the angels cry.
“Baal.”
In fear, they stay.
“Baal.”
And his subconscious screams
“Baal.”
Please let me go.
“Baal.”
Please let me leave.
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