Numbers 31:17-18 versuri

Versuri SOFIA ISELLA – Numbers 31:17-18 lyrics

[Intro]
“Now kill all the boys, and kill every woman who has had sex with a man. But save for yourselves the young girls who have not have sex with a man.”
“Save for yourselves….. save for yourselves the virgin. Take the virgin children for yourselves
You good boy, good boy, good boy, good, good…

[Verse 1]
The context is missing, long, long forgotten
Oh the context, the context is on the milk cartons
But they still fill a bottle for that silhouette of air
The people come home and suck on excuses and prayers
Context, the context, there’s context to the slaughter
There is love and good, good reason, God’s quotations “kill the daughter”
There’s a lump under the rug in religion’s house
They will dance and defend anything to keep it from coming out

[Chorus]
There’s a whore next door, she’s your reward
Oh, what could you want, could you want that’s more?
Before her death, I heard her say something
“I’m biting into an apple and I’m afraid of nothing”

[Verse 2]
And here they come with their bullets made of Jesus
The muscle of God that will surely defeat us
The bigger question that’s presented
Is what kind of God are you defending?
The love of a parent that if you deny
That parent will send you straight down and watch your muscle fry
They will not stop singing and defending that song
Rather find the excuse of massacre than be wrong
Rather ignore the lyrics than stop singing along

[Chorus]
There’s a whore next door, she’s your reward
Oh, what could you want, could you want that’s more?
Before her death, I heard her say something
“I’m biting into an apple and I’m afraid of nothing”

[Post-Chorus]
Oh god says you’re such a good boy
Take a child for yourself, for yourself to enjoy
‘Cause what God gives, God can take
And give to you if God given permission to break

[Refrain]
Break, break, break
Take, take, take
Good boy, good, good boy, good boy, good boy
Good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good…

[Verse 3]
Context, the context, there’s context to the gore
Relax your furrowed brow for the rape was blessed by the Lord
There is no need for concern, there is no need for a fight
The drug of God’s permission will help you sleep
Sleep
Sleeeeeeeeeeeeep at night

[Chorus]
There’s a whore next door, she’s your reward
Oh, what could you want, could you want that’s more?
Before her death, I heard her say something

[Post-Chorus]
“I’m biting into an apple and I’m afraid of nothing”(There’s a whore next door, she’s your reward)
I’m afraid of nothing(Oh, what could you want, could you want that’s more?)
I’m afraid of nothing(Before her death I heard her say something)
I’m afraid of nothing(I’m biting into an apple, and I’m afraid of nothing)
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

[Verse 4]
The women are ghosts, their [?]
God made their voices into men, and they’re silenced
Oh isn’t it strange? The morality of God
Caters to the ones in control
How strange how I owe you good fucking enjoy the boy
You good, good, good, fucking good, good, good boy
Take a child, take one, take two, take another
Your reward for obeying is kids in plunder

[Outro]
‘Cause what God gives, God can take
‘Cause what God gives, God can take
‘Cause what God gives, God can take
And give to you if God given permission to break