There's no rest for the wicked There's not a hope underneath the mud And we're all dead So what's the difference Between a gun and a loaded gun? I am the sun In the ocean I am the flood Flames the chosen It's in our blood It's on our breath It's in the taste Between life and death It's in our blood I am the rise of the blood across the plain Nobody care, nobody listen to me So I'm the carrier, the weight of the conscience Bring the blood, bring the flames Bring the violence It's in our blood It's on our breath It's in the taste Between life and death It's in our hearts It's in our hands It's for the lives we never got to live It's in our blood There's no rest for the wicked There's not a hope underneath the mud And we're all dead So what's the difference Between a gun and a fucking gun? Blood I am the ocean Flames the chosen It's in our blood It's on our breath It's in the taste Between life and death It's in our hearts It's in our hands It's for the lives we never got to live There's no rest for the wicked There's not a hope underneath the mud And we're all dead So what's the difference Between a gun and it's only son? Blood Blood I am the sun Rain the ocean I am the flood Flames the chosen It's in our blood