Unsung Lyrics - 2005

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Walk backwards.
Say goodbye to what's right.
Understanding what makes this, what makes us, what makes us right.
God save this gun slinging generation.
"Tell God I will return in the morning."
This Christ you preach, I know, but who are you?
Your hands are tied to blind men, whose hands are tied to blind men.
Figure eights.
This pistol is my ministry.