Don't speak to me of morality, justice, wrong or right Dig out the dirt and ignore the hurt, spit out all your lies Conscience free as we bleed, hypocrisy
I was cross wired underground Nothing seemed to fit I was fried and memory bound Then it came to me Devil digger Unforgiver I was on a different plane
He lies in wait For one mistake Morphing on your screen Those who dare Or the unaware Download him for a scream Don't access the sites Or beware his
I am love, I am hate, I'm an atheist with faith Went my anger with a smile, I'm polite or obscene Either whisper or I scream, I'm not quite what I seem
They are dying on the dance floor They are lying in debris They are fading with exhaustion From the mortal injuries They are hungry and need feeding
Your innocence all but fades When we peel the veneer away It's all an act which you stage With your two face barricades Rage consumes you every night
So many years that we were one So many things we've done The memories alive But most of me has died As I struggle with events I'm offered words of strength
I am your darkest hour I am your fall from power I am the voice you dread and I'm Screaming out inside your head I am the final count I am your demons
Licensed to kill My 650 Bonneville "Hellfire" we yell Fueled and indestructible Get it down Take the crown Neon daze Renegades No fear just hate Drives
I always used to be afraid that I was gonna to lose my way I never used to walk in line but straight I never thought I'd see it through that I could keep
Written by GLENN TIPTON & CHRIS TSANGARIDES Unholy Satan begs He don't make no sense Striving down there to Recruit all of you Do not live in sin Or
Lookin' at me, why? Sort of like a leper vibe Okay for your kind, but it's too good for me An' a, hey, I know I'm never gonna qualify For all the bullshit
Holy father drink the firewater Preaching peace as you go to war Politicians making brave decisions Only got self interest at heart We are to you just
: [G. Tipton] Your innocence all but fades When we peel the veneer away It's all an act which you stage With your two-faced barricades Rage consumes
: [G. Tipton] They are dying on the dance floor They are lying in debris They are fading with exhaustion From the mortal injuries They are hungry and
: [G. Tipton, C. Tsangarides] Holy father drink the fire water Preaching peace as you go to war Politicians making brave decisions Always got self interest
: [G. Tipton, K.K. Downing] So many years that we were one So many things we've done The memories alive But most of me has died As I struggle with
: [G. Tipton] I was cross-wired underground Nothing seemed to fit I was fried and memory bound Then it came to me Devil digger Unforgiver I was on
