Book Of Blood - Armored Saint

Voted in I’m just the spokesman here

A robot I’m not I feel the same fears

Pressure on my back and I must respond

Say the word and I’ll be gone

I’m gone

I say attack while the world is trembling

Then get criticized cause we felt the sting

An indecisive mind cannot be a judge

Stand by your fighting words

Your words

Everybody is a Book of Blood

Subverting society with a magic touch

Well I refuse to engage

Don’t condemn the judgement of another

Cause it differs from your own

You may both be wrong

Pressure on my back and I must respond

Say the word and I’ll be gone

Gone, I’m gone

No end

No friend

No end

Defend

God send