All my old friends they don't know me now Now the music divides us into tribes Let's go for a drive, see the town tonight There's nothing to do but I don't mind when I'm with you This town's so strange they built it to change And while we sleep we know

The last head falls to the ground No one is left alive They thought that they could take me down But it's not my time to die I wipe the blood from my sword And slide it in my belt This is the sweetest of rewards The best rush I have felt Ten men are dead

Silver threads and golden needles Cannot mend this heart of mine And I dare not drown my sorrows In the warm glow of your mind You can't buy my love with money 'Cause I ain't never was that kind I don't want your lonely mansion With a tear in every room

The issue on the table, France is on the verge of war with England And do we provide aid and troops to our French allies Or do we stay out of it, remember My decision on this matter is not subject to congressional approval The only person you have to

I will bring my insurrection And a war upon heaven Hell-fire be my destruction For this war upon heaven Bow not before his creation These mortals, "man" This act of insult Breeds our discontent

I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut

Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper Who the fuck is this? Paging me at 5:46 In the morning, crack of dawn and Now I'm yawning, wipe the cold out my eye See who's this paging me and why? It's my nigga, Pop, from the barbershop Told me he was in the

March again Notorious and brave We were the warriors of the north We'd never lost a fight in war We feared not the grave The ruler of this northern court My brother, lord, king He always had our loyal swords

A little more than life's been wasted Since you went away, nothing's changed We stick together, it won't last forever So why is there so much pain? I can't explain This war I fought without you It's all in my head, well step aside And succumb

This means war Hide my face again, harbor in the shadows Feel this weight of sin hammering away Die, with the guilt of a thousand AWOL soldiers Die, watch the scythe usher me astray I can't go on this way Not as I am today The ugly side of me is strong