Claws Of A God

Brace yourself for the climb is steep

You'll need every ounce of brawn

For the mountain won't stop 'til you bleed.



Beware of headlines that volume the growing deceit

That justice will not begin to breed without smoke

Breed without smoke



Keep close things you learned from the fall

Cast your wounds to heal without flaw

Keep close things you learned from the fall

Cast your wounds to heal without flaw



Beware

Beware for there's a zealot unleashed and sighting the end

Through a scope of righteousness that's blinded by blood on the lens

He won't stop until his claws reach his faults and he sees he's not the

Hands of God



He'll choke on the smoke

Choke on the smoke



Keep close things you learned from the fall

And cast your wounds to heal without flaw

Keep close things you learned from the fall

And cast your wounds to heal without flaw



Keep close things you learned from the fall

And cast your wounds to heal without flaw

Keep close things you learned from the fall

And cast your wounds to heal without flaw



Cast your wounds

Cast your wounds or you'll choke on the smoke

Choke on the smoke

You'll choke on the smoke that you breathe from your own code