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 still 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