Hear the crack of a bullet down on seventh avenue tonight Man lies bleeding on the floor Hear the cry of the cop car as the streets are filled with blue and white They all rush into the clinic door
And Im never gonna know how you ever get to sleep at night And justify the things you do With your hand on the Bible, you say you killed a killing man Well mister what does that make you?
And its all in the name of God And its all in the name of God
See the crosses burning, lighting up the southern sky Feel the hatred in the air Slip into your white robe, to cover up your blackened heart You dont become that cross you wear
And its all in the name of God And its all in the name of God Hear the newsmen talking, but they dont help me understand No I cant claim to comprehend See the buildings tumbling, so I drop a knee and say a prayer For the city thatll never ever sleep again
And its all in the name of God And its all in the name of God
And we all got our ways to justify the things we hate We all got our ways of throwing the first stone But if you wanna hate, then please leave God alone
Compositor: Ryan David Mcallister (Ryan Mcallister) ECAD: Obra #13474844 Fonograma #10271216