Intervention

The king’s taken back the throne.
The useless seed is sown.
When they say they’re cutting off the phone,
I tell ‘em you’re not home.

No place to hide,
your’re fighting as a soldier on their side
you’re still a soldier in your mind
Though nothing’s on the line

you say it’s money that we need,
As if we’re the only mouths to feed
And no no matter what you say,
there’s some debts you’ll never pay.

Working for the church whiles your family dies
you take what they give you
and you keep it inside.
Every spark of friendship and love
will die without a home,
Hear the soldier groan, we’ll go at it alone.

I can’t taste the fear.
Liftme up and take me of here
Don’t wanna figth, don’t wanna die
just wanna hear you cry

who’s gonna throw the very firts stone?
Oh who’s gonna reset the bone?
walking with your head in a sling
Wanna hear the soldier sing:
”Been working for the church while my family dies.
Your litlle baby sister’s gonna lose her mind,
every spark of friendship and love
will die without a home”
Hear the soldier groan,”We’ll go at it alone

I can’t taste your fear,
It’s gonna lift you up and take you out of here,
And the bone shall never heal;
I care not if you kneel

we can’t find you now,
But they’re gonna get their money back somehow.
And when you finally disappear,
we’ll just say you was never here

working for the church whiles
your life falls apart.
Singin’ hallelujah with the fear in your heart.