Saint Of Killers


I'm coming at you from the fires of hell
Don't look for retribution
There won't be warning bells

Either side, unaligned, fueled by memory
A constant vague reminder
Of redemption and family

My sixguns are getting rusty
Feel so heavy in my hands
The people are all hiding while I'm roaming through the land
Shadows all have eyes now, and corpses start to stir
Their hungry mouths are waiting, while I only think of her

Riding on the winds of dusty desert plain
The ground beneath, swells with Texas rain
The fires of hell, behind these eyes so cold
The blessed and the damned, there's darkness in me

My tattered duster torn and frayed
Come Armageddon These are the final days
Atomic fire scars the land
My guns are ready They're drawn by steady hands

The sand begins to scatter as the frightened turn and run
The dead all fall like ashes in this war beneath the sun
Hell has frozen over God's wrath is just a joke
The wings of angels are black as night through thick clouds of gunsmoke

If you're really so divine
Go on, take what's mine
Take it all away
If your love is true
Heal these bullet wounds
Let me face another day

The lord is stacked against me and the devil's in his grave
The band's hanging their instruments as the final few notes are played
Blood falls down from heaven as the angels all start to moan
The seraphim are screaming as God falls from his throne







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