Firstborn Son
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I was the first born son of a first born son
In the wake of family tragedy
After fruitless years, I was the chosen one
To plant the flag of destiny
To eyes who saw what they had seen
I was a screaming, bloody symbol
Of life and what it once had been
Before the march and crush of evil
I was the first born son of a first born son
We prayed each night to the risen God
For our loved ones' health and safety
Then we locked the doors and windows up
So there was no danger, but we were not free
The big bad world was on the hunt
And its dogs were fixed on our scent
Clouds of fear may block the sun
Still the earth remains in orbit
God help the man who helps himself
He needs no other devil
Give us courage now to say farewell
To this fear and watch it crumble
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I've worked a job since I was twelve years old
A student of the middle-class of America
Pull up your bootstraps, baby, you're on your own
You are what you have, you don't have much
The manna rained down from the sky
And I looked for explanations
Moses walked the sea bone dry
In my father's generation
And this first born son won't stop asking why
Why?
God help the man who helps himself
He needs no other devil
Give me courage now to face myself
And dance as these walls crumble
Torn down by the blood of a first born son
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh