Flintlock -

That beauty there before me, I can’t see it any more

That beauty in my black heart, so well hidden in the core

Always fighting, so exciting, I’ve taken countless lives

Always bringing my pistol, when they’re bringing their ol' knives

Is it time to pull the trigger, is it time to let it go

Making someone taste the barrel, 16 inches set to blow

Is it time to pull the trigger, such a deed is done with ease

Will the act of playing God give my dark soul peace?

As a kid I learned my lesson, when you’re beaten get back up

As a kid I got a flintlock, when the beating wouldn’t stop

I was firing, and thundering and waving all around

I watched them bullies run, by that infernal sound

I am confidence, choice and consequence

All the blisters on my soul

From dreams swallowed whole

They all linger free they are guiding me

They’re reaching for the gun, oh

And someone has to go

Every worry since that day got fogged in pistol smoke

Every time the same solution, used my gun when others spoke

My father’s and his father’s guns, daemons from the past

My history of violence, forever will it last

I am confidence, choice and consequence

All the blisters on my soul

From dreams swallowed whole

They all linger free they are guiding me

They’re reaching for the gun, oh

And someone has to go

As a grown man I keep fighting, I keep fighting to what end

As a grown man with a cold heart, down to Satan I’ll descend

I start crying, wish for dying, wish for that young boy to see

I start wondering what good that gun has ever done for me

Could them bullies be forgiven, could we learn to walk away

Could we turn this path of vengeance, before it leads astray

Can we change, will we change, to be loved and love again

Will this history of violence let us grow to better men

I am confidence, choice and consequence

All the blisters on my soul

From dreams swallowed whole

They all linger free they are guiding me

They’re reaching for the gun, oh

And someone has to go