Pour that man, another The things he's seen, the things he's done His hat and cloak, the antidote If the man wants to clear his debts Who are we to subdue his struggle? He might let you bleed if you're nice Salvation always has a price Relax, it will all be over soon My face is the last thing you will see Relax, the pain will go away As I carry your body off into the arms of an old friend They looks to him as the savior His raven eyes watch through dome of glass His heart races and his palms, they, they sweat As he etches another in his book He might let you bleed if you're nice Salvation always has a price Relax, it will all be over soon My face is the last thing you will see Relax, the pain will go away As I carry your body off into the arms of an old friend A familiar friend returns to take back what was borrowed A familiar friend returns, I will greet him with a smile A familiar friend returns to take back what was borrowed A familiar friend returns, I will greet him with a smile A familiar friend returns to take back what was borrowed A familiar friend returns, I will greet him with a...