All you killers, Devil's stoppin' I'm the guardian on this throne
Blood on my hands again
Blood on my hands again
Blood on my hands again
From the darkest corners of the world (where demon's suffer)
They tried to walk amongst the livin', corrupted kings their dreams (are muffled)
They see the man in the shadows, fire, lookin' for the one
Ridin' on the pale horse, head (death is come)
Fear the reaper when you see his face, in this case, you're lost
Wicked dreams of glory, tell me what your soul has cost
I'm the vengeace of the hand that people
I'm the tip of the spear thrown by god (at the evil)
As I move up on the wicked through the mist with one objective
Send 'em back into the fire then you gon' be resurrected
Sickened soul taken quickly from the shell ([?])
Angels cryin' up in Heaven for the path that I have chosen
As the wind blows swifty, in the night
My blade takin' flight, reachin for the light
Your [?], tell 'em I'm the one who sent you
If the one who brings the rain and pose as evil men do
Heard the sounds of the trumpets blown, a king rises to the throne
God saved the king unless God wants me to bring him home
Stick the razor's edge in the light, my blade is clean
Until it's pressed against your neck, and now your eternal dreamin'
And only God could judge me for those things I had to clean away
The tidal wave, it came and washed every single thing away
And as I stray, lookin' for the day the maker makes a plan
I'll be lurkin' in the shadow with your blood upon my hands
All you killers, Devil's stoppin' I'm the guardian on this throne
Blood on my hands again
Blood on my hands again
Blood on my hands again
