Horrid Ways - The Crown

Running with the pack — Wildfire burning devils lane

Saints and sinners fight through the roles of fate

Are we heading up or down?

Where do the black rose grow my way!

Murders justified by a twisted truth of insanity

Holy deeds with war conclusion

Weight our souls with blood and bones

Are we heading up or down?

Where do the black rose grow my way?

Be the man you wanna be

Who the fuck is to say it’s right or wrong?

On to the gates we march

Angels and demons breathing our necks

The Pit and the Pendulum rising from south bleeding our tails

Carnage!

Horrid ways of revelation

Entangled in bitter choices where mind is torn apart

Flesh follow flesh, in agonizing pain

Those led astray wanders a crimson soil

Seeking a righteous path and the becoming of the end

Are we heading up or down?

Where do the black rose grow my way

Be the man you wanna be

Who the fuck is to say it’s right or wrong?

On to the gates we march

Angels and demons breathing our necks

The Pit and the Pendulum rising from south bleeding our tails

Life offers all grades of joy

Life offers all grades of pain

We are but stray dogs in a maze

Fighting our way around the bend

On the last day when it rips you wide open

Why can’t death just be the end?

Yeah!

Why can’t death just be dead?