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Sinners And Saints

Sinners And Saints ​War is a business, and peace is a product no one seems to be buying. Lines are drawn in the dirt to label one side saints and the other sinners, but the bullets do not know the difference. Hate is simply a fire started to kill the spiders that ends up burning the whole house down. ​In the killing game, powerful hands play the pieces while the innocent pay the price. There are no clear heroes or villains when the cost is always human life. Whether a sinner or a saint, everyone is just trying to survive the fallout of a world that profits from pain. ​Song: Sinners And Saints Lyrics Written By Kelly Wood Song Composed By Kelly Wood Spiritwind: The Digital Poet The Digital Poet Publishing Spiritwind ©️ 2026 "War is a business, and business is booming. We put a price tag on tranquility, but the shelves are full because the currency of the world is bullets, not brotherhood. When the guns sound, the truth is the first casualty. We draw lines in the dirt and call one side 'saints' and the other 'sinners,' but in the crossfire, the only thing that really matters is the innocent life that falls. Hate is a fire that burns the house down just to kill the spider." I see the smoke rising from the city street I hear the rhythm of the marching feet The politician stands upon the podium high selling the reasons why the young men die The inventory is stacked up on the shelf every man is looking out for himself We printed pamphlets and we waved the flag while we put another body in the bag ​ Peace sells and no one is buying while the mothers and the orphans are crying As the guns sound across the dusty plain washing the history away with the rain Another innocent falls to the ground without making a single sound The sinners and the saints are all the same playing the pieces in the killing game ​ There is a hate in the eyes that burns so cold a story of vengeance that is centuries old They trigger the weapon and they launch the drone turning the heart into a heavy stone Who is the villain? Who is the priest? feeding the hunger of the nature beast We talk of freedom while we build the wall waiting for the hammer of the night to fall ​ The currency is blood drowning in the mud the price is too high but we still buy the market is open wide with nowhere left to hide (Who’s buying?) ​ Peace sells but the store is closed the truth exposed The sinners and the saints are all the same playing the pieces in the killing game Sinners and Saints Peace sells and no one is buying while the mothers and the orphans are crying (The Sinners and the Saints) Hate in the eyes another innocent dies The sinners and the saints are all the same playing the pieces in the killing game Sinners and Saints The picture we paint yeah Peace sells and no one is buying Yeah Sinners and Saints War Sinners and Saints