From A place where dark days are common
Wild brutes
These dog days are coming
To a few this may be uncommon
Daily politics but ain't no house of commons (Nah)
Born leaders
Sworn survivors
From the gutter
In the grit is where you'll find us
Separate the weak from the fighters
Presented as the minority with mass destruction behind us
No rest for the wicked round ere
Souls lost like the wicker man's here
And I swear they got wicked man ear
Dem A gwarn wicked like they nah care (uh)
I can't blame them
Looks like hope has forsaken brave men
Look to the skies and pray, Amen
But no rest for the wicked no days end

No rest for the wicked round here
No rest for the wicked round here
And I still Feed the Ghost.
No rest for the wicked round here
And I swear they got wicked man here
And I still Feed the Ghost.
No rest for the wicked round here
No rest for the wicked round here
And I still Feed the Ghost.
No rest for the wicked round here
And I swear they got wicked man here
And I still Feed the Ghost.

This coming from a place where dark days are common
I walk through the grounds of sodom
They say reap we saw the fruits of your labour
But it's like these laboured fruits are rotten
Death on the path
Till death do us part
Death of the heart
(Callousness)
Baring the scares of the pain of my past
Through the apathy translate in these bars
Locked in a cage fight
Face to face with my consequences
From decisions that I made
I
Felt like I would fall by the wayside
And not make it through the raging fire
It's thin line between love and hate
Fear and Faith
I situate in a lukewarm state
(Lord help me)
No rest for the wicked till we feel death embrace

No rest for the wicked round here
No rest for the wicked round here
And I still Feed the Ghost.
No rest for the wicked round here
And I swear they got wicked man here
And I still Feed the Ghost.
No rest for the wicked round here
No rest for the wicked round here
And I still Feed the Ghost.
No rest for the wicked round here
And I swear they got wicked man here
And I still Feed the Ghost.

Look behind the eyes and see,
Someone else's memory,
I'm taking to it easily,
Someone else's you and me,
We know what you do,
And we see where you go.
So Look behind the eyes and see,
Someone else's memory,
I'm taking to it easily,
Someone else's you and me,
We know what you do
But I still Feed the Ghost.
And I still Feed the Ghost
And I still Feed the Ghost
And I still Feed the Ghost

No rest for the wicked round here
No rest for the wicked round here
No rest for the wicked round here
No rest for the wicked round here
And I swear they got wicked man here
No rest for the wicked round here
No rest for the wicked round here
No rest for the wicked round here
No rest for the wicked round here
And I swear they got wicked man here