Tytuł: Book of blood

• Wykonawca: Armored Saint
• Wyświetleń: 270

Voted in I'm just the spokesman here
   A robot I'm not I feel the same fears
   Pressure on my back and I must respond
   Say the word and I'll be gone
   I'm gone
  
   I say attack while the world is trembling
   Then get criticized cause we felt the sting
   An indecisive mind cannot be a judge
   Stand by your fighting words
   Your words
  
   Everybody is a Book of Blood
   Subverting society with a magic touch
   Well I refuse to engage
   Don't condemn the judgement of another
   Cause it differs from your own
   You may both be wrong
  
   Pressure on my back and I must respond
   Say the word and I'll be gone
   Gone, I'm gone
  
   No end
   No friend
   No end
   Defend
   God send