Jason Brock: Music

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Disciple
The devil had a son, he liked to read from his Bible
He liked to play with his guns, he saw Cain as his idol
He left home when he was thirteen
With nothing on his back but his black wings
He saw the night sky like a gypsy
He traveled the world and it’s cities
And sometimes I wonder “Is heaven really
what he was looking for?”
With a mind like a freight train and a heart like a curse
Two hands just like magnets pulling on the soul of the church
And now they justify violence that’s how they justify crime
And now he casts a mighty shadow over all of mankind
Sometimes I wonder, “Is heaven really worth fighting for?”
Disciples with rifles, Bang! Bang!
With a bagful of black luck and six hundred and sixty-six bucks
You might get @#$% for what that’s worth
When the son of the devil controls the earth
When the son of the devil controls the earth
You better bite your tongue or you’re gonna get hurt
The daughters of hell are giving birth
When the son of the devil controls the earth
Sometimes I wonder “Is heaven really just a metaphor?”
Sometimes I wonder “Is heaven really worth waging war?”
Disciples with rifles, Bang! Bang!