Welcome friends to a time of war
When dying makes you rich
And living makes you poor
Safe to say
We’re not safe anymore
How do we escape
When there’s no back door?

Amazing grace how sweet the sound
Bring the pleasure.
Bring the pain.
It all ends the same
Complaining there’s nothing to do
Forget all your friends
When your face is glued

To your tv and tablet and cell phone too
You should feel alone
You did it on your own
Why would a God
Hear our cries?
We don’t save our own
We watch ‘em die

I know I’m guilty
The next in line
I hate to say it
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
Bring the pleasure
Bring the pain
It all ends the same
Amazing grace

How sweet the sound
You sell your soul
You sell your soul
Just to walk on broken ground
Land of the free home of the brave
You think that you’re free
Your mind is a slave

Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
Bring the pleasure
Bring the pain
It all ends the same

Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
Sell your soul
Sell your soul
Just to walk on broken ground