[Verse 1] Lord Servant’s complaint hunting blues Warping into sites Wearing through his shoes Smoke over steel Mud on his mind Every busted promise is an axe to grind [Chorus] He’s got them battlefield Back-room Bad-luck blues Shooting at the shadows just to change the news Servant lord aiming at the hurt inside Firing on the blues just to make it right (make it right) [Verse 2] Letters from the brass Stained in coffee and rain Say “hold that line ” but they don’t spell pain He loads one more prayer in the dark of night Pulls that cold trigger just to see some light [Chorus] He’s got them battlefield Back-room Bad-luck blues Shooting at the shadows just to change the news Servant lord aiming at the hurt inside Firing on the blues just to make it right (oh, make it right) [Bridge] Tell me Who serves who in this circling fight? Is he chained to the day or the long Long night? If he lays down his anger Will the ghosts turn loose? Or is he born to walk with them complaint hunting blues? [Chorus] He’s got them battlefield Back-room Bad-luck blues Shooting at the shadows just to change the news Servant lord aiming at the hurt inside Firing on the blues just to make it right (make it right, make it right) [verse 3] In the echo of the war drums, heartbeats collide Trust was the ally left far behind Under stars that flicker like whispered lies He battles in the quiet where the truth resides [Chorus] He’s got them battlefield Back-room Bad-luck blues Shooting at the shadows just to change the news Servant lord aiming at the hurt inside Firing on the blues just to make it right (oh, make it right) [Bridge] Tell me Who serves who in this circling fight? Is he chained to the day or the long Long night? If he lays down his anger Will the ghosts turn loose? Or is he born to walk with them complaint hunting blues? [Chorus] He’s got them battlefield Back-room Bad-luck blues Shooting at the shadows just to change the news Servant lord aiming at the hurt inside Firing on the blues just to make it right (make it right, make it right) [Verse 4] Burdened by the promises that echo strong A soldier's journey written in an unsung song Warriors' cries lost in moments and grains Carving passages through relentless rains [Chorus] He’s got them battlefield Back-room Bad-luck blues Shooting at the shadows just to change the news Servant lord aiming at the hurt inside Firing on the blues just to make it right (oh, make it right) [Bridge] Tell me Who serves who in this circling fight? Is he chained to the day or the long Long night? If he lays down his anger Will the ghosts turn loose? Or is he born to walk with them complaint hunting blues? [Chorus] He’s got them battlefield Back-room Bad-luck blues Shooting at the shadows just to change the news Servant lord aiming at the hurt inside Firing on the blues just to make it right (make it right, make it right) [Verse 5] Betrayed by shadows in the crooked light Wearing scars of silence in the dead of night Lord Servant's compass forever spins Navigating the shadows of his own sins [Chorus] He’s got them battlefield Back-room Bad-luck blues Shooting at the shadows just to change the news Servant lord aiming at the hurt inside Firing on the blues just to make it right (oh, make it right) [Bridge] Tell me Who serves who in this circling fight? Is he chained to the day or the long Long night? If he lays down his anger Will the ghosts turn loose? Or is he born to walk with them complaint hunting blues? [breakdown] [Chorus] He’s got them battlefield Back-room Bad-luck blues Shooting at the shadows just to change the news Servant lord aiming at the hurt inside Firing on the blues just to make it right (make it right, make it right)
