His Master's Voice

Mohammed rolling dice With Christ at twilight And they hear their master's voice They run to do their chores At Master's calling Their job tonight Rewrite the Bible For a whole new generation Of non-believers The pastor screams out to the crowd "There's evil that must be put down" And it touches the soldier boy He heeds his master's voice His life is calling Sweet soldier boy The speaker's bleeding He hears his master's voice Do you hear your master's voice? Calling, like the lady siren's call Sweet soldier, quiet Just staring at the ceiling And he hears his master's voice He hears the call to war The siren's singing Out on the line There's something that strikes his side He sees his inner child He hears his mother's voice Softly calling Spirit soldier's mother hovers She holds up a paper cup And the sound of life and love Fills her ear You're only gonna hear what you want to hear Do you hear your master's voice now? Mohammed and Christ speak twice as nice But the one that I like best He sings inside my chest I hear my master calling Calling out, calling out, calling out, calling out, calling out

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