Well, I set up camp in a sacred land
I counted the days that I've lived on my hands
And I buried the memory
Of a cold and broken world

Well, I've been alone since I was a child
My mother and father were there for a while
And they tried to protect me
With a bullet straight into my skull

But I was a fighter, I wouldn't allow it
Some say I was lucky, some say they were cowards
But they left me one lesson
“If you're gonna do something, you damn well do it right”

So I grew up with a fight
And the words that I heard on that night
Dear Jesus, deliver our son from these sinners

Well, I spent my life travelling what's left of the land
Mostly starving and covered in scars by the hands
Of much hungrier men
Fighting for their place to eat

Well, I found me a girl, heading South in the spring
She was lost and alone and much younger than me
But I knew that I loved her
The moment that I heard her speak
And it wasn't so long before we were with child
It broke her heart open and stole her sweet smile
She said, “I'm drowning in shame, I don't want you to hate me”
“The last thing this dying world needs is a baby“

I told her we should trust
That this dealing was bigger than either of us
Dear Jesus, forgive her, for you are our bidder

Our baby was born on the 4th of July
There were no celebrations or lights in the sky
Just ash on the ground
And one more mouth to feed

My lady was weak and our throats had run dry
It'd been years since the last of the crops had all died
And each passing day it became
Harder to find something to eat

But I was a fighter, I made it my mission
To fend for my family under every condition
But even the garden of Eden was smitten
By the devil and his lies

So I straightened out my spine
And went looking for something to find
Dear Jesus, deliver my family some dinner
I noticed a man lying dead by the street
I got closer and saw he was only asleep
So I pulled out my knife to assure that he wouldn't wake up

It took over an hour to get the job done
I was sobbing and thinking of what I'd become
But in a world all wrong
The hungriest dog is king

I returned to my family to tend to their needs
But my wife wouldn't see me, she couldn't believe
I’d committed such a crime, she started to cry
“You've become everything that we've ever despised!”

“And I would rather die
Than continue to live by your side
Dear Jesus, remember my husband's great sin
Oh, sweet Jesus, deliver myself from this sinner
I give you my daughter, and I'm coming with her
And maybe my husband can have us for dinner

Dear Jesus, remember my husband's great sin
Oh, sweet Jesus, deliver myself from this sinner!
I give you my daughter, and I'm coming with her
And maybe my husband can have us for dinner“
So I set up camp in a sacred land
I grabbed back the knife from my wife's bloody hands
And I buried the memory
Of a cold and broken world