Vulltures - Justified Lyrics

You're going to get what you deserve
For your troubles, for your world
With the forces of a stone
No one here can call you back
For the marching bridge has cracked
From the weight of all your words

It's a cold wind that blows
Through the gallery of souls
Justified
There is war on the tongues
Of the men behind the guns
Justified

For forever after
Pray the morning after
Pray to god for what you've done
I can hear the babble calling
As the city walls keep falling
Bodies bleed into the sun

There is gold in you're mouth
Close you're eyes and shut them out
Justified
There is war on the tongues
Of the father and the son
Justified

It's a cold wind that blows
Through the gallery of souls
Justified
There is war on the tongues
Of the men behind the guns
Justified