To Kill a Man by Rylan Fischer Lyrics
Who would have thought, a man of God, doing the devil's work, killing on supposition?
Who would have brought you to your knees if not for me? I need no reason, this act of treason is justified
Oh instrument of death would you be dull if I decide to tell the millions what it is I plan to do?
No consequence of threats that I’ve projected to protect you from the killing that my family planned for you
The pope comes with his blessings, they haunt us like a curse, at times it feels like weddings really couldn’t get much worse, you make it feel so easy, then Santiago why? Why can’t I bring myself to take your life?
My stomach starts to turn when you draw near, I fear you getting closer I trace the space between us in my mind
If I were blind you’d be a bad man, a friend I never had, I plan to see you on the other side
The pope comes with his blessings, they haunt us like a curse, at times it feels like weddings really couldn’t get much worse, you make it feel so easy, then Santiago why? Why must I bring myself to take your life?
And when I see you come out of the corner, you aren’t the enemy, my brother next to me could see the child in your eyes
We startle you and carve our knives down deep, and we fall into heaps of blood... God what have we done?
The pope comes with his blessings, they haunt us like a curse, at times it feels like weddings really couldn’t get much worse, you make it feel so easy, then Santiago why? Why did they go and let me take your life?
Who would have brought you to your knees if not for me? I need no reason, this act of treason is justified
Oh instrument of death would you be dull if I decide to tell the millions what it is I plan to do?
No consequence of threats that I’ve projected to protect you from the killing that my family planned for you
The pope comes with his blessings, they haunt us like a curse, at times it feels like weddings really couldn’t get much worse, you make it feel so easy, then Santiago why? Why can’t I bring myself to take your life?
My stomach starts to turn when you draw near, I fear you getting closer I trace the space between us in my mind
If I were blind you’d be a bad man, a friend I never had, I plan to see you on the other side
The pope comes with his blessings, they haunt us like a curse, at times it feels like weddings really couldn’t get much worse, you make it feel so easy, then Santiago why? Why must I bring myself to take your life?
And when I see you come out of the corner, you aren’t the enemy, my brother next to me could see the child in your eyes
We startle you and carve our knives down deep, and we fall into heaps of blood... God what have we done?
The pope comes with his blessings, they haunt us like a curse, at times it feels like weddings really couldn’t get much worse, you make it feel so easy, then Santiago why? Why did they go and let me take your life?