Don't speak to me of morality, justice, wrong or right
Dig
So many years that we were one
So many things we've
He lies in wait
For one mistake
Morphing on your screen
Those who
I was cross wired underground
Nothing seemed to fit
I was fried
They are dying on the dance floor
They are lying in
Lookin' at me, why? Sort of like a leper vibe
Okay
I am love, I am hate, I'm an atheist with
Your innocence all but fades
When we peel the veneer away
It's
I always used to be afraid that I was gonna
Licensed to kill
My 650 Bonneville
"Hellfire" we yell
Fueled and indestructible
Written by GLENN TIPTON & CHRIS TSANGARIDES
Unholy Satan begs
He don't
I am your darkest hour
I am your fall from power
I
Holy father drink the firewater
Preaching peace as you go to