Truth on trial that original sin Bite the hand that made me Eternity in the palm of my hand Sitting there waiting The devil's law, yeah, he's seeking his prey Oldest sins, the newest kinds of ways My heart is heavy and my knees are kind of faint If they could, they'd corrupt a saint
In the brave, in the brave days, babe The brave days of old In the brave, in the brave days, babe Fallen heroes come and go
I'm here to cut, here to cut off a limb The one that they call satan Looking up, I ain't looking down I'm going after that immortal crown
Only few make it While others drown No, I just can't fake it We're in for another round
In the brave, in the brave days, babe The brave days of old In the brave, in the brave days, babe Fallen heroes come and go /x4 In the brave, in the brave days, babe The brave days of old In the brave, in the brave days, babe Souls are bought and soldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
