Violence, violence Is in these bones, is in these lungs Innocence, my innocence Red flower of bloom is in this room Anna, Anna He lives in me but he wants you too Anna, Anna Sometimes in dreams, he's hurting you Save us, save us From the fiery knife and the child inside Save us, save us From the coming sons and the kind of love We pray for your love, we pray for your love We pray for your sons, we pray for your sons We pray for your love, we pray for your love We pray for your sons, we pray for your sons Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord Oh come and take these hands, oh mighty lord Oh come and take these hands, oh mighty lord Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands Oh come and take, oh come and take Oh come and take, oh come and take