No god in their guns

Verse 1]

They preach with blood on their hands,

Claiming peace while burning lands.

Children cry beneath the sun,

Tell me — who’s the chosen one?

Blind faith, twisted tongue,

Turning prayers into guns.

There’s no god in their guns,

Only power, greed, and lies.

No heaven for the ones

Who watch the innocent die.

They shout in holy tones,

But their hearts are made of stone —

No god in their guns,

Only silence in their souls.

Flags rise, the ashes fall,

Echoes haunt the broken halls.

They speak of truth, but none remains,

Just holy names drowned in pain.

If faith was pure, why do they kill?

If love was real, why blood still spill?

You can’t hide behind your crown,

When the screams pull heaven down.

No god in their guns,

Only shadows and deceit.

No god in their guns,

Just angels weep in defeat.

No god...

No god in their guns.