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...