Gloria don't ask me when I'm coming home
I'm workin it out
Where the devils of my country roam
On the backs of a billion strong
Disconnected by a void
With a tendency to explode
Cover me with my enemy no more
Between the lines of desperate times
Where good men try and good men fade away
Gloria don't ask me when I'm comin home
Don't leave your light on
Don't wait for me here anymore
It's a general strike between the left and right
Between the masters hand and the appetite
Between the rich and the poor that don't care anymore
Between you and me and our dirty war
Bury me with all hell to pay no more
I've suffocated on freedom and I don't need your civil war
Like a man without a home
I got only land to roam
My desolation is my country now
My reckoning is the hell I own
Don't wait up for me no more
In the space of broken dreams
You are the serpent I am the fire
In the mourning of my heart
You devour all of me

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Writer(s): CHRISTOPHER TRAVIS JR AIKEN, JACOB IRA KILEY, JASON ALEXANDER CRUZ, ROBERT J RAMOS, ROBERT J SHANKLE