Letra de The Final Goodbye

The claim of the priests
And the holiest clerics
Is that God is a master to serve without question or real consequence
So they forge their weapons
And they hammer their ploughshares into swords
Waiting for the final goodbye
Waiting for the final goodbye
The claim of the wicked
Hiding high in concealment
Is that god is a master to serve with munitions in crusades and warfare
So they forge their weapons
And they hammer their ploughshares into swords
Waiting for the final goodbye
Waiting for the final goodbye
The claim of the realist
Is that fortune is told
With a bitter end in mind in an ending so carefully structured and planned
So they forge their weapons
And they hammer their ploughshares into swords
Waiting for the final goodbye
Waiting for the final goodbye