It’s only two ways out

…We tried that way once before, running through the saloon swinging doors, escape into the light of day, but each time we were shot in the back, vision fade to black, I suggest this time we withdraw backwards with our guns drawn, tears pouring, bodies flooring, and into the sunlight, sniper’s start to snipe, unanticipated so again, we have to fall back in, we have to create a win, this chaos is what they mean by sin, we were forcefully blended in, spells are lies you believe in, so you spiritually couldn’t win, bend you with a grin, make you feel you’ve committed sin, their god was formulated and postulated, yours was revealed, there was nothing we needed to build, our god rest somewhere between the everlasting skies and hills.