Faint A Battle Hymn For Children
Teacher, bring me to heaven or leave me alone
Why make me work so hard when you know I work slow
Don't make us watch you scrape more powder on the walls
Show us a laser, take us to space, or let us go
We got violent games on pause at home
You've seen this angst take shape
Don't hide those guilty eyes
You gave us guns for toys
We trained with cross-hair scopes
Then in the name of peace we make war
Sergeant, I don't remember how you said to deal with
guilt
I'm haunted by families grieving, even soldiers' kids
Is it god against god and the pawns are people?
If they're both the same god then the battle's over
Details
Preacher, am I going to make it? Am I going up?
Am I forgiven for the humans I dropped?
It's not like a game once the guilt piles up
If I knew what I know now, it's easy to say I wouldn't
go
I had violent games on pause at home
You know how hate takes shape
Don't hide those guilty eyes
You gave us guns for toys
Imposed beliefs then pride
We were taught that God prefers the U.S.A.
Just like the billboard sign: "This is God's country"
If it's true that God roots for the U.S.A.
Is every bomb we drop in God's name?