Consider your position, position your defense Why don't you let me ask you is it mere coincidence Feeding speculators on a downhill gravy train Like vultures ripping out the eyes to reach the dying brain Listen to the wind, a silent scream Tearing at your broken heart Like a forgotten dream A time for peace, a time for war Wondering what we've been put here for A time for giving, a time to take A time for love and a time for hate A time to beg and a time to steal So you gamble on that spinning wheel Of all these things I've had my feel Lord, I need some time to kill Ten percent of nothing is exactly what you got And you think you've got the given right to take another shot I'll take away your money, all you've got is coloured beads Find a piece of land where'd you sow your dirty seeds Listen to the wind, a silent scream Tearing at your broken heart Like a forgotten dream There's a time for passion, a time for pain A time to learn that we're all the same A time to remember, a time to forgive Wondering how we're going to pay our debts A time for thunder, a time for rain Waiting for the seasons to change Of all these things I've had my feel Lord, I need some time to kill A time for peace, a time for war Wondering what we've been put here for A time for giving, a time to take A time for love and a time for hate A time to beg, a time to steal So you gamble on that spinning wheel Of all these things I've had my feel Lord, I need some time Oh, there's a time for passion, a time for pain A time to learn that we're all the same A time to remember, a time to forgive Wondering how we're going to pay our debts A time for thunder, a time for rain Waiting for the seasons to change Of all these things I've had my feel Lord, I need some time I need, I need some time Some time Some time Some time to kill

Out of the haze They tell us "This is who you should be" (All hope is lost, where do we stand) We put our faces on Just like a mask While they're trying To make a fool out of me Make a fool out of me Make a fool out of me Just like a mask Just like a mask Just like a mask Just like a mask

I became a footnote in your life But you were in the final draft of mine As I watch the ink bleed off the page I'm wondering how I was so easily erased When did you become this cruel? We were really something weren't we? But you wanna rewrite history How do I remember us so differently? We were really something weren't we? Or was it just me? Or was it just me? Call me a sentimental fool 'Cause memories are not the same as truth Details start to blur around the edge I know it's doing me no good to reminisce When did I become this blind? We were really something weren't we? But you wanna rewrite history How do I remember us so differently? We were really something weren't we? Or was it just me? You won't give me a passing thought But I deserve at least that much Don't act like it was only make believe That we were really something weren't we? But you wanna rewrite history How do I remember us so differently? We were really something weren't we? Or was it just me? Was it just me?

Mr. Crowley What went on in your head? Oh, Mr. Crowley Did you talk to the dead? Your lifestyle to me seems so tragic With the thrill of it all You fooled all the people with magic Yeah, you waited on Satan's call Mr. Charming Did you think you were pure? Mr. Alarming In nocturnal rapport Uncovering things that were sacred Manifest on this Earth Oh, conceived in the eye of a secret Yeah, and they scattered the afterbirth Mr. Crowley Won't you ride my white horse? Mr. Crowley It's symbolic, of course Approaching a time that is classic I hear that maiden's call Approaching a time that is drastic Standing with their backs to the wall Was it polemically sent? I wanna know what you meant I wanna know I wanna know what you meant, yeah!

Mister Crowley What went down in your head? Oh, Mister Crowley Did you talk to the dead? Your lifestyle to me seems so tragic With the thrill of it all You fooled all the faithful with magic Yeah, you waited on Satan's call Mister charming Did you think you were pure? Mister alarming In nocturnal rapport Uncovering things that were sacred Manifest on this earth Oh, conceived in the eye of a secret Yeah, they scattered the afterbirth Mister Crowley Won't you ride my white horse? Mister Crowley It's symbolic, of course Approaching a time that is classic I hear that maiden's call Approaching a time that is drastic Standing with their backs to the wall Was it polemically sent? I wanna know what you meant I wanna know I wanna know what you meant, yeah!