..Doubting  ..Trying  Not to look at the man who is dying  To look for the face of the man who is lying  The ambler gambler is low and loaded  His rusty steed turns to burn into my soul  I hear the cries  My body lies in sanctuary  The long way home I cannot seek  He knows the pain its special place  I know its look I know its face  White silver draws black lines  Bright whites the killing kind  Two wrongs don't make a right  Two blacks don't make a white  Devotion isn't what it seems  The broker of my broken dreams  Hell is all that I see  My cell is my sanctuary  There's a black space where my soul should be  A gaping wound where my heart could be  I feel so low I feel like Christ  I see my head is turning white  The knuckles twisted raw and I'm so empty  And there's no respite  You prey together on the small  Hell-vision shows it every night  White silver draws black lines  Bright whites the killing kind  Two wrongs don't make a right  Two blacks don't make a white  Devotion isn't what it seems  The broker of my broken dreams  Hell is all that I see  My cell is my sanctuary  There's a black space where my soul should be  A gaping wound where my heart could be  I feel so low I feel like Christ  I see my head is turning white  The knuckles twisted raw and I'm so empty  And there's no respite  You prey together on the small  Hell-vision shows it every night  White silver draws black lines  Bright whites the killing kind  Two wrongs don't make a right  Two blacks don't make a white  Devotion isn't what it seems  The broker of my broken dreams  Hell is all that I see  My cell is my sanctuary  My Sanctuary  Sanctuary  My Sanctury  Sanctuary  My Sanctuary  Sanctuary  There's a black space where my soul should be  A gaping wound where my heart could be  I feel so low I feel like Christ  I see my head is turning white  The knuckles twisted raw and I'm so empty  And there's no respite  You prey together on the small  Hell-vision shows it every night  The ambler gambler is low and loaded  His rusty steed turns to burn into my soul  I hear the cries  My body lies in sanctuary  The long way home is what I seek  He knows the pain its special place  And I know your face  Sanctuary