Red stain on the grain of the timber Obscured in the trees and the towns There’s a sinister scent on the wind Our time’s gonna come around The red sun is going down
There’s a devil inside of us all now There’s a giant to bring to the ground He’s takin us out when he falls Our time’s gonna come around The red sun is going down
And there’s a price to pay For all that we have done Turn my eyes away And watch the setting sun
Grey ghosts in the smoke of the campfires They weep and they wail with no sound They darken the lights and the lamps Our time’s gonna come around The red sun is going down
There’s a sting on the gasp of my breath now There’s a mark on the wrists ever bound Raw rings in the cycle of death Our time’s gonna come around The red sun is going down
And there’s a price to pay For all that we have done Turn my eyes away And watch the setting sun
Now loyalty’s a pistol And my heart is full of holes I’m bleeding out my spirit Breathing out my soul
Our days are all almost over Times have changed around these parts There ain’t no more cowboys Only men with violent hearts
And there’s a price to pay For all that we have done Turn my eyes away And watch the setting sunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
