Last Letter

[Zack de la Rocha] Your God is a homeless assassin Who roams the world to save He's digging for buried treasures He's leaving nothing but fields of graves He's leaving nothing but fields of graves [Hook] And the tears will fly like birds of vengeance And the sky will bury us all And the church bells will sound like sirens shrieking And the hole will be dug for the fall [Zack de la Rocha] Through the smoke it's now getting clearer Who led us into the burning theater Into the rain of bodies and ashes And into the courtrooms of, of pitched blackness Into the secret firing lines Into the barbed wire, dug in around our minds Dug in around our minds [Hook] [Zack de la Rocha] Your God is dying much younger than Rome He's killed so many he can't go home Your God's heart is a tumor now rotten Born of a blood that's never, that's never forgotten {*musical interlude*} [Zack de la Rocha] And this is my, last letter to you And this is my, last letter to you And this is my, last letter to you And this is my, last letter to you~! I'm walking the belt way And there's something I've got to do There's something I've got to do There's something I've got to do