Of a windmill going round Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound I have often told you stories about the way I lived the life of a drifter Waiting for the day When I'd take your hand

Is the music calling for a river of blood? The wind has blown away the corner soul Is the music of grove skin rock Soaked in the diesel of was boys war? Blood, black gold and the face of a judge Beat the drums tonight, Alphonso Spread the news all over

So I look to the sky, tell me why, tell me why, Do they all get to live, and I have to die? And the angels sing "let it shine, let it shine" Dry the teardrops from my eyes. And the bells will ring when the blind lead the blind, 'Cause the dead can't

They'll try to twist and turn and try to drown me out But that won't change my mind If I'm honest, I'm not afraid to die Not afraid to live, not afraid to try If I'm honest, you couldn't change my mind Couldn't break me down So don't waste your time If

Every time you try to leave me blind, You'll never close my eyes, Why don't we end this lie, I can't pretend this time, I need a friend to find my broken mind, Before it falls to pieces!! You'll never close my eyes and watch me die!! You said you'd never

We'll fight 'til we fall Swashbucklers 'til we die To the end of time we will sail the seas With cutlasses in hand We'll terrorize the land Though the hands of fate may strike us down Gather round and listen As I tell you now this tale The grim legacy of

Yo you wanna see something cool? What you got? Come look inside the rat hole, we got candy You like boobies don't you? Yeah how much? Thirteen bucks What the fuck that's a lot of fucking money

Oh they say that it's over And it just had to be In the misty morning, on the edge of time As the misty morning rolls away to die Reaching for the stars, we blind the sky We've lost the rising sun, a final sign We sailed across the air before we learned

Wet with your blood I sharpen my sword No turning the other cheek like a coward Come tomorrow I may lay down and die This day we fight! For this I was chosen Because I fear nothing With confidence I tread through the dead of night Off to another war-torn

I told your boy, "your bitch needs to chill" (bitch need to chill) Jou ma se poes Fuck, I'm so faded Sour taste in your mouth Your bitch call me the greatest In the morning, I'll be fresh as fuck Fat faded fuck faces hate it How'd you get so jaded? Sorry