Piles Of Little Arms Lyrics - Morbid Angel

They've come to bring us gift 

They've come to make us whole 

They've come to give us God 

Their gift of Heaven 

They've come to make us civil 

Their gifts as ransom 

Their God comes with a cost 

We must give up all 

For prayers in a foreign tongue 

To a foreign throne 

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Erase our traditions 

Erase our way of being 

Erase our elder's teachings 

Erase, replace these ways 

Generations of wisdom 

In exchange for ransom 

Your God comes with a cost 

A cost to us all 

Prayers in a foreign tongue to 

A God unknown 

From demons, you will never see 

Prayers that will save your soul 

Blessed are the children 

We have come to save them all 

We came to cure disease that 

Has never made you ill 

We came to make you clean 

To protect you from yourself 

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They've come to bring us hope 

They've come to save our souls 

They've come to make us holy 

They've come to give us Heaven 

They've come to make us civil 

Just like them 

Their God comes with a cost 

And we must give up 

All of our traditions 

Erase our way of being 

Erase our elder's teachings 

Erase, replace these ways 

Generations of wisdom 

They have taken away 

Our culture has been erased 

Bring every child they blessed 

With the needle's mark 

Chop off every little arm 

Let the children bleed