Sinners And Saints

Sinners And Saints
​War is a business, and peace is a product no one seems to be buying. Lines are drawn in the dirt to label one side saints and the other sinners, but the bullets do not know the difference. Hate is simply a fire started to kill the spiders that ends up burning the whole house down.

​In the killing game, powerful hands play the pieces while the innocent pay the price. There are no clear heroes or villains when the cost is always human life. Whether a sinner or a saint, everyone is just trying to survive the fallout of a world that profits from pain.

​Song: Sinners And Saints
Lyrics Written By Kelly Wood
Song Composed By Kelly Wood
Spiritwind: The Digital Poet
The Digital Poet Publishing
Spiritwind ©️ 2026

"War is a business, and business is booming. We put a price tag on tranquility, but the shelves are full because the currency of the world is bullets, not brotherhood. When the guns sound, the truth is the first casualty. We draw lines in the dirt and call one side 'saints' and the other 'sinners,' but in the crossfire, the only thing that really matters is the innocent life that falls. Hate is a fire that burns the house down just to kill the spider."

I see the smoke rising
from the city street
I hear the rhythm
of the marching feet

The politician stands
upon the podium high
selling the reasons why
the young men die

The inventory is stacked
up on the shelf
every man is looking out
for himself

We printed pamphlets
and we waved the flag
while we put another body
in the bag
​
Peace sells and
no one is buying
while the mothers
and the orphans
are crying

As the guns sound
across the dusty plain
washing the history away
with the rain

Another innocent falls
to the ground
without making
a single sound

The sinners and the saints
are all the same
playing the pieces
in the killing game
​
There is a hate in the eyes
that burns so cold
a story of vengeance
that is centuries old

They trigger the weapon
and they launch the drone
turning the heart
into a heavy stone

Who is the villain?
Who is the priest?
feeding the hunger
of the nature beast

We talk of freedom
while we build the wall
waiting for the hammer
of the night to fall
​
The currency is blood
drowning in the mud
the price is too high
but we still buy
the market is open wide
with nowhere left to hide

(Who’s buying?)
​
Peace sells
but the store is closed
the truth exposed

The sinners and the saints
are all the same
playing the pieces
in the killing game

Sinners and Saints

Peace sells and
no one is buying
while the mothers
and the orphans
are crying

(The Sinners and the Saints)

Hate in the eyes
another innocent dies

The sinners and the saints
are all the same
playing the pieces
in the killing game

Sinners and Saints

The picture we paint
yeah

Peace sells and
no one is buying

Yeah
Sinners and Saints

War

Sinners and Saints