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In Memory of Grace

World Without Mercy
©2011 Gibbens/Weston


They’ll be taking you for all you’ve got.
They’re gonna find you if you hide or not
And make your blood run cold.
They won’t wait until the spring has sprung.
They like to taste you when you’re nice and young
And leave you feeling old
In a world without mercy.

In a world without mercy
Your tender heart’s a curse.
In a world without mercy
The undertaker takes you from the nurse.

Don’t think they will allow you time to think.
Before you blink they will have dried the ink
And then they’ll seize your goods.
’Cause there’s a man up there behind his desk
Who is the champion of human chess,
Like the killer in the woods
In a world without mercy.

When you look up for the guiding star
That blessed the bed where you were born,
You know that fire burned a billion years
Before the earth was even formed.

You better like the dance of broken bones
Set to a melody of sighs and groans.
Well, that’s our show for you tonight.
Or you could step out underneath the trees
And hear them whisper to the evening breeze
About the failing of the light
In a world without mercy.

In a world without mercy
The wheel of flame is rolling in reverse,
In a world without mercy,
Rolling like Jesus,
Flaming Jesus
In a world without mercy.



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