Armored Saint

Book Of Blood

Armored Saint


Voted in I'm just the spokesman here 
A robot I'm not I feel the same fears 
Pressure on my back and I must respond 
Say the word and I'll be gone 
I'm gone 
I say attack while the world is trembling 
Then get criticized cause we felt the sting 
An indecisive mind cannot be a judge 
Stand by your fighting words 
Your words 

Everybody is a Book of Blood 
Subverting society with a magic touch 
Well I refuse to engage 
Don't condemn the judgement of another 
Cause it differs from your own 
You may both be wrong 

Pressure on my back and I must respond 
Say the word and I'll be gone 
Gone, I'm gone 

No end 
No friend 
No end 
Defend 
God send