Lampiou

Dark is the morning

On this fateful day

Lord knows I tried to live

The way the good Lord say

But they cheated on me

With their book of lies

Now they're staring all the way through me

With their careless coward eyes

Now they leave me

With a choice of two

To lose their or do

What Lampiou do

What turns a good man

To the sword and gun?

When you steal his dignity

Leave him nowhere to run

I hear the Devil

I hear his voice

If I pull the trigger

Is it really out of choice?

You say yes because you can walk away

Without your clothes on such a cold bleak day

God say they only get to sit on high

Because their stairways are all built on fear and lies

So if you tell me there's no other way

Maybe I ask the Devil

Maybe listen what he say

In Lampiou's way there is no return

There's no way back

And all your bridges you must burn

The toughest of decisions

Between the trigger and the knife

Does the balance of God's own justice

Need the taking of a life

Now they leave me

With a choice of two

To lose my way or do

What Lampiou do

What Lampiou do