Текст песни Let Blood Decide - Rifle

What more else can a poor father do but grieve
When death hides in the air that his children must breathe
What use is honor when the cowards want you dead
Well, all the blood that's on my hands will soon be on your head

There's no shelter in the sky
I'm going to let blood, let blood decide
I've been hollowed out inside
I'm going to let blood, let blood decide

Here's a smoking ruin where a proud city once stood
Here are all my kith and kin stacked up like firewood
The men with guns, it seems, must always have their say
Every single debate with them ends up in the same way

There's no shelter in the sky
I'm going to let blood, let blood decide
I've been hollowed out inside
I'm going to let blood, let blood decide

I buried my soul alongside of my family
And now the men in power, they must contend with me
With nothing left to lose, I am the greatest threat
You have a taste for death? Well, you've not seen nothing yet

There's no shelter in the sky
I'm going to let blood, let blood decide
There's nowhere that they can hide
I'm going to let blood, let blood decide
There's no shelter in the sky
I'm going to let blood, let blood decide
I've been hollowed out inside
I'm going to let blood, let blood decide, let blood decide