Don't you take me to 
Your preachers  
And blind me with 
Their teachings  
Take your sorrowed souls 
And give 'em to the blind 
   
Are the Gods that made you lying 
To the bloodied faces 
And never cry 
How long you all 
Been waiting to die 
   
Blinded by your teachers 
Now they'll be hiding 
You'll be seeking 
Will you give 'em mercy 
Hang 'em on high 
Johnny get your guns for dying 
It's time for right'n all the wrongs they've lied 
Give me a shotgun 
Make it alright 
   
Don't tell me your 
Maker's laughing  
You're bleeding the world he made 
   
Shotgun the walls of wailing 
Come tell me 
When it starts again 
   
Running for our lives - will ya 
Tear down the walls and smile 
God in Heaven save us all tonight