Oh my my, what a pitiful site
Staring at d**h
In the cold dead of night
Help me Lord, to rise and shine
Just like a zombie sun
Horse thieves hanging
Guilt burns alive
Carves you like stone
Branded your hide
Help me Lord, to rise and shine
Just like a zombie sun
Lower we go
Strong rivers flow
Liars and beggars
Skinned to the bone
Bring to life what once was only a dream
Don't raise your voice
We're all gentleman here
Come dance with the devil
Shake hands with fear
Once gold in my hands
Now a rock in my boot
Lost my soul and my shirt
In the house of ill repute
Now I'm a phantom
Out of thin air
No ones the wiser
No ones aware
Spare me your pity
My horse is proud
Hunting for treasures now
Buried in the clouds
Scream from the mountains
Up the the sun Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
Watching the world go by
Within the shadows
Behind the sky...