St. James - Avenged Sevenfold

This is the story of a man, Who conquered life drink in hand

Ship unmanned.

Marked by genius, channelled good, By some a bit misunderstood.

They’d been wrong many times before

Some times our saints are sinners,

They blur the lines and lead the way,

Their Way.

Raise hell and a glass in reverence,

The fearless lives of our great saints — our saints.

Never a stranger to late night snake bite fist fights and empty pints,

Unrivaled heights.

He led with songs, they sang along, created bonds that held so strong

Some were right and some were wrong

Some times our saints are sinners,

They blur the lines and lead the way,

Their Way.

Raise hell and a glass in reverence,

The fearless lives of our great saints — our saints.

(Solo)

It’s by the sea and at nights end that’s when the sin and swill begin

That’s when he had that certain light inside his head

For every whisper he would scream for every drought he shared a drink

For every sorrow there is a light from our St. James

On the sea by the cliff he watches, he waits the night to see

The day — his way

Last call will find us all

But there’s a light that leads the way, our way.

Some times our saints are sinners,

They blur the lines and lead the way,

Their Way.

Raise hell and a glass in reverence,

The fearless lives of our great saints — our saints.

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