From the recording Hammer
Lyrics
Lay down your guns right now
And walk away
And live to fight another day
When the river flows crimson and gold
Neck deep in debt with bills to pay
You paint your picture fun black and white
And shine your darkness instead of light
You dream of glory and live in shame
The choirs of Hell will sing your name
When your own hammer brings you down
What you built falls to the ground
Your empty words don’t make a sound
How many graveyards will you fill?
How many oceans of blood to spill?
Would quench your thirst?
Would fill your purse?
To punch your ticket and seal your curse
They’ll be like needles unto your eyes
The good book preached and prophecized
They’ve got their own book of lies
Eye for an eye and all are blind
When your own hammer brings you down
Crying babes don’t make a sound
And what you built falls to the ground
When your own hammer brings you down
What you built comes crashing down
Your empty words don’t make a sound