There will be time
Where is the enemy I crave?
Morana calls the night
And all the fires
The horsemen roam
The seeds of war are sown
And never far away
The hounds that lick the blood of men are howling
Fire, fire, fire
Reload
Fire, fire, fire
I rise on the egos of lesser men
On broken bones my throne stands
On top of your cities my banner waves
I'm hauling behind me forgotten graves
I sit in the back of your limousine
I smile at you from your phone screen
You'll look for me in a stranger's eyes
And whispers of lovers, and children, and wives
And when the last bullet its deathsong sings
So eloquent, the last word of kings
♪
So all this is violence
So all this is night
It's slave design
Desen-desen-desensitized
So all this is violence
And so we justify
These empty cradles
And these empty, empty eyes
Fire, fire, fire
Reload
Fire, fire, fire
♪
Down, down, I'm cast aside
Flatlining from the wicked lies
Deputized to compromise
I am who I am who I am who I am who I am
Synthetic predator harvesting souls
Four rusted horses taking control
In this savage garden you kill or you fall
There is no god, no no no no no!
♪
Fade away
Never see that final winter
Fall asleep
Wash away the sin
We are prey
Someday we will see behind the crown
All is violence
All is night
Slave design
Desensitized
So all this is violence
So all this is night
It's slave design
Desen-desen-desensitized
So all this is violence
And so we justify
These empty cradles
And these empty, empty eyes
So all this is violence
And so we justify
These empty cradles
And these empty, empty eyes
So all this is violence