Zakk Wylde
Zakk Wylde - Horse Called War lyrics
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If the end be a comin' I soon be a bummin' All you Jesus freaks I hope you're wrong I've got so much left to live for All these religions without God's supervision All you Jesus freaks you kill yourselves All in the name of the Lord You're gonna meet your maker Soon he be comin' to town You tear the horse a comin' Mercy on your soul when you're found Been out ridin' Ridin' a horse called war Ain't no denyin' You can't bury a horse called war All of this hatin' Just social masturbation All you Jesus freaks we need you now What the hell are you waiting for Through all the pollution Ain't seen no solution For you Jesus freaks that ride the horse called war You're gonna meet your maker Soon he be comin' to town You hear the horse a comin' Mercy on your soul when you're found Been out ridin' Ridin' a horse called war Ain't no denyin' You can't bury a horse called war Everyone's talkin' But nobody's walkin' We keep feedin' It keeps eatin' We'll be down, down, down on the killin' floor You're gonna meet your maker Soon he be comin' to town You hear the horse a comin' Mercy on your soul when you're found Been out ridin' Ridin' a horse called war Ain't no denyin' You can't bury a horse called war