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There's A Devil In The Church

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Matt Murdock is a blind lawyer by day who fights crime at night as the vigilante Daredevil. As a young boy he is blinded by a radioactive substance after he pushes a man to safety from an oncoming vehicle. While he can no longer see, the radioactive exposure heightens his remaining senses beyond normal human ability and gives him a "radar sense".

He has daddy issues after losing his father, the struggling boxer "Battlin'" Jack Murdock (who is murdered after reneging on his promise to dive during a fight) and his martial arts mentor Stick (who abandons Matt after the boy starts getting emotionally attached; because he is a dick).

Matt values justice very highly. He convinces his friend Foggy Nelson to quit their internship at Landman and Zack to start their own firm which to work for the innocent underdog. When the judicial system fails he seeks justice as Daredevil. 

He is a brutal fighter who frequently heavily injures the criminals that he comes up against, but he usually attempts to stop short of killing his opponents (and has avoided it so far). As a Catholic, Matt experiences a lot of guilt over how much he enjoys beating criminals bloody and he frequently struggles with whether his actions are right in the eyes of God.


"We don't live in a world that's fair, we live in this one. And I'm doing everything I can to make it a better place."
― Matt Murdock





God Put A Smile Upon Your Face by Coldplay 
Where do we go? 
Nobody knows 
I've gotta say I'm on my way down 
God give me style and give me grace 
God put a smile upon my face 

Where do we go to draw the line?
I've gotta say I wasted all your time, honey honey 
Where do I go to fall from grace? 
God put a smile upon your face 

Now when you work it out I'm worse than you 
Yeah, when you work it out I wanted to 
Now when you work out where to draw the line 
Your guess is as good as mine 

Blindness by Metric 
Send us a blindfold 
Send us a blade 
Tell the survivors 
Help is on the way 

I was a blindfold
Never complained 
All the survivors 
Singing in the rain 

I was the one with the world at my feet 
Got us a battle 
Leave it up to me 

Boxer by The Gaslight Anthem 
You took it all gracefully on the chin 
Knowing that the beatings had to someday end 
You found the bandages inside the pen 
And the stitches on the radio 

But there was something heavy holding you down 
And there were whispers that were driving you crazy 
And now you haunt the heart of this town 
Remember when I knew a boxer, baby? 

And your tattooed knuckles, oh how they grind down 
Try to be a man, tough just like your father 
Try to settle down, more like c-calm down 
Remember them songs and the reasons we were singing for 

David by Noah Gundersen 
I keep kicking at the curb with my worn out shoes 
And I keep running into strangers that say I know you 
And I don't wanna be a proud man, just wanna be a man 
A little less like my father and more like my dad 

I wanna hunt like David 
I wanna kill me a giant man 
I wanna slay my demons 
But I got lots of them 
I got lots of them 

God's Gonna Cut You Down by Johnny Cash 
You can run on for a long time 
Run on for a long time 
Run on for a long time 
Sooner or later God'll cut you down 
Sooner or later God'll cut you down 

Go tell that long tongue liar 
Go and tell that midnight rider 
Tell the rambler,
The gambler, 
The back biter 
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down 
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down 

Arsonist's Lullabye by Hozier 
When I was a child, I heard voices 
Some would sing and some would scream 
You soon find you have few choices 
I learned the voices died with me 

When I was a child, I'd sit for hours 
Staring into open flame 
Something in it had a power 
Could barely tear my eyes away 

All you have is your fire 
And the place you need to reach 
Don't you ever tame your demons 
But always keep 'em on a leash 

This Is Gonna Hurt by Sixx: A.M. 
Feels like your life is over 
Feels like all hope is gone 
You kiss it all away 
Maybe, maybe 

This is a second coming 
This is a call to arms 
Your finest hour won't be 
Wasted, wasted 

Hey, hey 
Hell is what you 
Make, make 
Rise against your 
Fate, fate 
Nothings gonna keep you down 
Even if it's killing you 
Because you know the truth 

Listen up, listen up 
There's a devil in the church 
Got a bullet in the chamber 
And this is gonna hurt 

Raise Hell by Dorothy 
Gotta raise a little hell 

Young blood, run like a river 
Young blood, never get chained 
Young blood, heaven need a sinner 
You can't raise hell with a saint 

Young blood, came to start a riot 
Don't care what your old man say 
Young blood, heaven hate a sinner 
But we gonna raise hell anyway 

Raise hell 
Raise hell 
Somebody gotta
Gotta raise a little hell 

Baby drop them bones 
Baby sell that soul 
Heaven fare thee well 
Somebody gotta
Gotta raise a little hell 

(Oh my my, oh hell yeah) 
Somebody gotta
Gotta raise a little hell 
(Oh my my, oh hell yeah) 
Somebody gotta
Gotta raise a little hell