The seeds of mistrust have been sown A price to pay we should have known That at the end of days, we all ride alone
Count your blessings, send a prayer to the skies But after all is said and done, one of us will die
Cry to the angels for a single ray of light But prayers and good fortune Won't save you on this night From the break of day To the crack of dawn I'll meet you down below At Daggers Drawn
We come to deal the final blow And blessed blades are all we know And at the end of day, one will have to pay
Count your blessings, send a prayer to the skies But after all is said and done, one of us will die
Cry to the angels for a single ray of light But prayers and good fortune Won't save you on this night From the break of day To the crack of dawn I'll meet you at high noon At Daggers Drawn
Count your blessings, as your truth becomes a lie Cause after all is said and done, you will have to die
Cry to the angels for a single ray of light But prayers and good fortune Won't save you on this night From the break of day To the crack of dawn I'll meet you down below At Daggers Drawn