Claws of a God

Brace yourself, the climb is steep You'll need every ounce of brawn For the mountain won't stop 'til you bleed Beware of headlines that volume the growing deceit That justice will not begin to breed without smoke Breed without smoke [Chorus] Keep close things you learned from the fall And cast your wounds to heal without flaw Keep close things you learned from the fall And cast your wounds to heal without flaw Beware Beware for there's a zealot Unleashed and sighting the end Through a scope of righteousness that's blinded by blood on the lens He won't stop until his claws reach his faults And he sees he's not the hands of God He'll choke on the smoke Choke on the smoke [[Chorus]](x2) Cast your wounds Cast your wounds or you'll choke on the smoke Choke on the smoke Choke on the smoke that you breathe from your own code